A poem today about what it takes to get good at something, the effort behind making things look effortless.
Decorating a Cake While Listening to Tennis
by Peg Duthie
The commentator's rabbiting on and on
about how it's so easy for Roger, resentment
thick as butter still in a box. Yet word
from those who've done their homework
is how the man loves to train—how much
he relishes putting in the hours
just as magicians shuffle card after card,
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That poem made me think of Ira Glass and the Gap. It's probably time to post it again!
Jone at Deowriter has the Poetry Friday round-up. Thanks, Jone!