Noah Davis
Noah Davis is as proud of his jump shot as he is of his buttermilk drop biscuits. He grew up in Tipton, Pennsylvania, where he learned to fish on the Allegheny Front. Davis’s first book of poems, Of This River, is forthcoming in August.
— From June 2020The Ramshackle Garden Of Affection
Dear Ross: How can you miss on purpose? If I’m late getting back on defense, you’ll bounce the ball off the bottom of the rim and catch the “rebound” for a point. Alone under the basket. Missing.
Dear Noah: Bouncing the ball off the bottom of the rim is, as you say, a poorly missed shot, but also a perfectly missed one, because it results in a point in our game, which means it’s a way for me to stay on the court. If there were a way I could stay on the court without cheating — without those perfectly, beautifully missed shots — believe me, I would do it.
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