Hunting Season
by Dan Harnett

    It's hunting season again
    and the news is filled
    with stories
    of shooting prowess:
    man shot
    because somebody thought
    he was a deer;
    deer shot because it was
    a deer.
    All this shooting in woods
    while those in cities
    stay put to be shot.

    At home I stare out the window
    as my wife calls from the kitchen
    "Dear, come here a minute"
    and for a moment
    the audible cocking of our relationship
    is all that I hear.






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