Freeman

POETRY

Climbing

OCTOBER 06, 2013 by SARAH SKWIRE

My daughter is climbing a rope
hand over hand, to the top
of the gym and the heat of the lights
dazzling the eyes into blindness.
My daughter is fearlessly climbing
and oh, for the joy of her motion
for all things that move and that change.
No butterflies pinned to the wall,
no dragonfly captured in amber
can rival the sight of her—climbing.
Perfection is change, oh my darling,
touching the ceiling and laughing and waving.

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November 2013

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SARAH SKWIRE

 Sarah Skwire is a fellow at Liberty Fund, Inc. She is a poet and author of the writing textbook Writing with a Thesis.

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