All Comments on 'First'

concise poetry. I enjoyed reading this a lot. Your technique here is quite deft and details such as 'knees shaking as sweat rolled from a wet brow, we bowed, our backs bowed:

strung so tightly when we stood we shot

like an arrow' creates an intimate picture in the readers mind.

This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 39,000 poems.

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