Read the excerpt from "how i learned english." i played on till dusk missing flies and pop-ups and grounders and calling out in desperation things like "yours" and "take it," but doing all right, tugging at my cap in just the right way, crouching low, my feet set. "hum baby" sweetly on my lips. the reader can tell that this excerpt is part of the poem's resolution, because the speaker finally feels a sense of belonging. finally learns how to play baseball. no longer wants to get home before dusk. no longer tries to catch the ball.