Duke's Creative Writing Classes Must Be Like UGA's "Basics of Basketball" Class

I'm stalling on finishing the final stanza of a poem I have due for tomorrow's writing class so I spent some time on the internet searching for the some great examples. I came across some poems by a relative unknown. Says his name is Jonathan Clay Redick. I say he should quit his day job.

Here is the wonderful collection of J.J.'s poems that SI.com selected to publish.

I can't wait to read the ones he wrote about that whole drunk driving thing.