I’ve arrived at Murazabal after five days of walking. I stayed here two years ago, and it’s just as beautiful as I remember–peaceful, birds singing everywhere, fennel growing wild. 
A few images from the last four days
Griffin vultures soaring over the mountain pass
An Appaloosa pony shaking her blonde mane
Wind running across a field green wheat




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Christine Swint’s poems have appeared in Calyx, Birmingham Poetry Review, Slant, a Journal of Poetry, Tampa Review, Heron Tree, Ekphrasis, and others. Her poems have been nominated for the Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net, and Best New Poets, and she has won first place prizes from the Georgia Poetry Society and Agnes Scott College. Her first collection, Swimming This, was published in 2015 by FutureCycle Press. She teaches first-year composition at a metro-Atlanta university and writes about poetry, art, hiking, and yoga at Balanced on the Edge, https://balancedonedge.blog
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