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Saturday, January 17, 2015



From his faraway perch he has us
In his sights. It’s not that personal,
Just necessary. His adeptness
Beyond question, outside the circle

Of mankind’s dire plight, those everyday
Comings and goings. He moves, adjusts
For the earth’s curvature, the byplay
That wind brings, the nudges, the rude thrusts.

Within our tightened tolerances
Our senses see the threat, the danger
Built in, essential circumstances
Seeking resolution, a major

Change of outlook. The waiting alone
Immobilizes. Grandeur begets bravery,
Vouchsafes directions to the unknown.
The sniper checks his trajectory.

*First published in Wilderness House Literary Review

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