The Sweet Science

Though David Atkinson writes of the language of fists, he does so with the elegance of Ali’s butterfly. And while I must refuse his offer to take up a glove, I tip my hat to the poet’s talents, which have left me punch drunk with praise and tipsy with hat-tipping.

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