12 August 2017

The stink of raw sewage
is a reminder
of how foul, waste,
no matter how much
aromatherapy is spritzed
into any air,
which is why the thought
of a clean, cold rill,
deep in a wood, does
elevate my senses.
To row clean in my mind
is the first pull on the oars.

Philip Kuepper
(27 July 2017)