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      February 2, 2020KobeRayon Lennon

      You take off, a helicopter
      Grinding through hilly
      Cali fog, like intricate NBA
      Playoff defenses, the pilot god
      Losing control as you coach
      Your daughter’s fear away,
      Knowing your world
      Can’t possibly crash now,
      But lost, lost in white,
      Thinking of surviving
      Like the ending
      Of a game, where
      You, immortal, Mamba,
      Pour in one free throw
      And maybe miss another,
      The ball booming back
      To you, the last resort
      To win after willing
      Your team back from double
      Digits and you fly
      In for the hammer dunk
      But the shot clock dies,
      The way the copter
      Kisses the rim of a dumb hill,
      Flames, your life
      Flowering a valley.

      from Poets Respond

      Rayon Lennon

      “Kobe, his daughter and others perished in a helicopter accident this week. I needed to process such a tragic ending while connecting it to Kobe’s competitiveness. Kobe was a superhero on the basketball court. He worked hard to master the game. He believed in himself and in turn made us believe in ourselves and the power of the human spirit. I think Kobe believed he would make it out of the fog, because his life was so much about winning. It was tough to see images of flames; so I changed those flames to flowers.”

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