The Metamorphosis

The Metamorphosis

The taut muscles of his arms
Flexed as he pulled
On the oars,
The measured grace of his motion
Pulling him along the river,
The heartbeat of the river
Pulsing him toward the bay
Where the seagulls were waiting
For him to fly with them.

Philip Kuepper
(September 2011)

(Photo from Peter Mallory's The Sport of Rowing)