Hat trick

“That morning, needing a nap,

he had thrown, from the third-story balcony

of Miller's Cafe and Bakery, into the whistling

rapids and shallows

of the Ammonoosuc River, with its arrowheads and caravans of stones,

his Red Sox cap.’’

— From “A Covered Bridge in Littleton, N.,H.,’’ by Stephanie Burt, a poet and professor at Harvard