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- by Linn Barnes

-Linn Barnes 

Today at archery practice
in the cool with a light breeze

the sun crossing to my south
perfectly lighting the target

at about three in the afternoon
cutting through to the right spot

I brought to bear years of training
and buried many shafts deep into

the center at twenty yards
the arrows flying flawlessly

weighted and powerful 
slicing through the air

fletching whistling through 
the shallow arc falling dead