the ugly river

on the poem we needed

Hello gentlepeople,

Yesterday I wrote a poem about a river.

It is also a poem about myself, reacting to the ugliness I saw in that river. I let myself get close to it, closer than I ever have on my walks near it so far. Its dark green, murky, and shallow waters met my eyes. Upon seeing it, I said, “ew.”

After laughter and a moment’s pause, I let curiosi…