Climbing My Grandfather

• I decide to do it free

  Without a rope or net
• dusty and


  cracked
• earth stained


  hand
• the skin of his finger is

  smooth and thick
• like warm


  ice
• a smiling mouth to


  drink among teeth
• soft and white at this

  altitude
• gasping for


  breath
• the slow pulse


  of his good heart
• poet


  andrew waterhouse
• published?


  2000
• structure


  a single verse of 27 lines. It is not divided into stanzas. and has no obvious structural features, such as rhymes or repetitions. Presenting the poem as one continuous piece may link to the idea of an imposing mountain waiting to be climbed
• rhyme


  none