Center Fielder

From the book

That Sweet Diamond

by Paul B. Janeczko, Carole Katchen (Illustrator)

The ball hawk patrols his green range-

eyes lost in the shadows

of the bill of his cap,

alert to small movements-

takes flight,

it seems,

as the ball leaves the pitcher,

before the quick music

of the crack of the bat

darts the ball

toward the emptiness behind him.


Betrayed by the wind this night,

the ball falls.

There is no escape.

The ball hawk seizes

it in his talon grip

and circles toward the dugout

as easily as thunder

rolling through a summer sky.