ETB’s NBA Poetry Corner, Featuring Adonal Foyle of the Orlando Magic

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ETB’s NBA Poetry Corner, Featuring Adonal Foyle of the Orlando Magic

March 8, 2008

Adonal Foyle's Ambivalence In the great tradition of Robert Frost, E. E. Cummings, and Langston Hughes, more and more NBA players are briefly trading basketballs for feathered quill pens and gracing us with thoughtful prose in the form of poem. Last week we featured Minnesota Timberwolves swingman Rashad McCants and his romantic “Love Thief,” and though he’s not a professional b-baller, we’ve also republished excerpts from Flea’s NBA blog from time to time, which doesn’t contain poetry in the traditional sense but is still a study in passionate, studied wordplay.

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For this week’s Poetry Corner, we turn to Orlando Magic reserve center Adonal Foyle, who on his website AdonalFoyle.com frequently updates his own “Poetry Corner” with some of his personal favorites. This piece is entitled “Ambivalence,” and is featured in its entirety after the jump.

Ambivalence

By Adonal Foyle

I miss the cocks that shout out loud
Arise, arise you wretched sloth.
The day has dawned and passeth by
Dragging night’s drape across the cloud.

I miss the beach, the sand that’s pure.
The water that makes the land secure.
Its reef, a quilt with blinding hews,
Adorns the painted mystic view.

I miss the pain I ever hate
Whips and ropes, my haunting fate.
One does not only love the good,
But grows in disdain, misunderstood.

I miss the face of those trusted few.
Whose love was but a weakness too.
Home, illusion of bucolic paradise,
The rosy dew, and stinging lies.