From his faraway perch he has usIn his sights. It’s not that personal,
Just necessary. His adeptness
Beyond question, outside the circle
Comings and goings. He moves, adjusts
For the earth’s curvature, the byplay
That wind brings, the nudges, the rude thrusts.
Our senses see the threat, the danger
Built in, essential circumstances
Seeking resolution, a major
Change of outlook. The waiting aloneImmobilizes. Grandeur begets bravery,
Vouchsafes directions to the unknown.
The sniper checks his trajectory.
*First published in Wilderness House Literary Review