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The living arrow
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Paul Long
Her shaft moves across the blue
like a hand
a line of sight.
Uncompromising
on both sides
her arms rise
above the water.
He finds
an impossible focus
of two things at once
in that single ray
of light
the living arrow
stands at the world’s center.
The image
bears upon the silent water
apprehending it.
His eyes
alone
capable of immortalizing
the instant
of his
destruction
falling away
to an older threshold
some simple object
found him
amazed
a mere novice
between the hammers
in the cosmos
for his
indulging
in speaking her name.
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Author Bio:
Paul Long is a poet and teacher whose work has appeared in Bird Dog,
Fence, and other journals. He teaches English at Baltimore City
Community College and received an MFA in poetry from Brown University.
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