Archery Poem by Craig Steiger
Archery
With his piddling bow
He comes to the range
To approach that inner meridian
That makes him one
With the straw-bale target:
But he suffers the sneers & cackles
Of the high-tech set
With their calibrated scopes
And digital tensions
That everywhere prefer certifiable dominance
To the subtleties of rapport
teaching me something about a subject of which i know very little~! and that's what it's about.. .. . . . . . keep on, sjg
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4/17/2024 4:07:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I prefer the zen approach be your arrow ad go to where you want it to go. Long time since I drew a bow but nothing changes