Like all sports poems, basketball poems explore the world of basketball, its players, popularity, spectators, fans, and history. These poems celebrate the sport’s highs and lows while always inspiring readers and even kids to learn more and see the sport as a unifying, positive force in people’s lives.
The poems vary in intention, but most paint the sport and its participants positively by describing the beauty behind the tension, slam dunks, slides, teamwork, and rebounds present in each game.
It is common to find basketball poems referencing specific athletes, events, records, games, and coaches. As with all genres of sports literature, it is helpful to have a prior understanding of the sport and its major players. But it is not necessary to enjoy poems inspired by basketball. Some notable poets who wrote poetry relating to the sport include Michael S. Harper and David Ferry.
‘In Memory of the Utah Stars’ captures the manner in which memories can provide us with both pleasure and pain.
Each of them must have terrified
his parents by being so big, obsessive
and exact so young, already gone
and leaving, like a big tipper,
In ‘Makin’ Jump Shots’ by Michael S. Harper, the player gracefully defies gravity, his artistry on the court a dance of triumph, creating moments of beauty.
He waltzes into the lane
’cross the free-throw line,
fakes a drive, pivots,
floats from the asphalt turf
‘Dear Basketball’ by Kobe Bryant depicts the poet’s love for the sport. He expresses his appreciation for basketball and how it made him into the person he became.
From the moment
I started rolling my dad’s tube socks
And shooting imaginary
Game-winning shots
‘Basketball Rule #1’ by Alexander uses basketball as a metaphor for life, emphasizing the importance of family and heart in the game.
In this game of life
your family is the court
and the ball is your heart.
In ‘Old Men Playing Basketball,’ B.H. Fairchild explores aging, resilience, and nostalgia as elderly players find youthful moments on the court.
The heavy bodies lunge, the broken language
of fake and drive, glamorous jump shot
slowed to a stutter. Their gestures, in love
again with the pure geometry of curves,
In ‘One on One in Basketball,’ Ray Fleming captures the mystical moment when individual identities dissolve in the game’s shared aspiration.
I seemed to watch myself go up
effortlessly for the basket,
and saw the ball drop through the net.
I had done it, though I could not explain it.
In ‘Urban Renewal XVIII,’ Major Jackson reflects on the lasting impact of adolescent experiences, longing for acceptance.
How untouchable the girls arm-locked strutting
up the main hall of Central High unopposed
for decades looked. I flattened myself against
the wall, unnerved by their cloudsea of élan,
‘Ex-Basketball Player’ by John Updike explores the faded glory of Flick Webb, a former basketball star, as he navigates a life of unfulfilled potential and routine.
Pearl Avenue runs past the high-school lot,
Bends with the trolley tracks, and stops, cut off
Before it has a chance to go two blocks,
At Colonel McComsky Plaza. Berth’s Garage
In ‘Courtesy,’ Ferry illuminates simple moments of human connection, where courtesy and cooperation create profound harmony.
It is an afternoon toward the end of August:
Autumnal weather, cool following on,
And riding in, after the heat of summer,
Into the empty afternoon shade and light,
Mary Karr’s ‘Loony Bin Basketball’ explores mental illness, resilience, and transformation through a game that transcends boundaries.
The gym opened out
before us like a vast arena, the bleached floorboards
yawned toward a vanishing point, staggered seats high
as the Mayan temple I once saw devoured by vines.
In ‘Fall River,’ David Rivard explores the silent complexities of family bonds and the lasting impact of unspoken emotions.
When I wake now it’s below ocherous, saw-ridged
pine beams. Haze streaks all three windows. I look up
at the dog-eared, glossy magazine photo
I’ve taken with me for years. It gets tacked