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A fronte praecipitium a tergo lupi. (In front of you, a precipice. Behind you, wolves.)

Thursday, April 23, 2015

The Long Slow Climb

This will be a lantern poem today. Go here to see what a lantern poem is. And now...drum roll...budadudabudedudabang--my poem:

Straining high
Reaching for holds

© 2015 by H. Linn Murphy
I wish any of our climbing pictures from my youth had survived. At least I don't have any. No idea what happened to the cool poster of me upside down on the rope...wah. We were crazy and in love with delicious danger.

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