<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399593" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The hunter</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">With a bow in his hand<br>the hunter sneaks<br>above the wind, <br>following the tracts<br>of the wild antelope.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His brown skin<br>melts into the field<br>and the bushes, <br>and like a wild cat<br>he sneaks<br>from cover to cover.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun is hot<br>where it hangs in the half-Kalahari sky<br>and he drinks a tiny bit of water<br>out of the ostrich egg flask, <br>before a brown hand<br>with caked sand<br>wipes sweat out of his dark brown eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Again he takes the trail<br>and follows it at a jog<br>until the oryxes are closer<br>and again he sneaks nearer<br>and stalks still closer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When he is in striking distance<br>an arrow is taken from the quiver<br>and the small bow’s string<br>made out of roped intestines draws<br>and for a moment, <br>it sounds like the buzz of a bee<br>while the arrow<br>rushes away from the bow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The arrow hits the antelope<br>and when the startled oryx<br>rushes away<br>the hunter follows<br>faithful on the spoor, <br>till he finds it<br>where in time<br>it lies stretched out<br>on the red brown Africa sand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399593" data-title="The hunter de Gert Strydom" data-description="With a bow in his hand the hunter sneaks above the wind, following the tracts of the wild antelope. His brown skin melts into the field and the bushes, and like a wild cat he sneaks from cover to cover. The sun is hot where it hangs in the hal..."></div> </div> </div>

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