Swimming and Writing: Picador Prize

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Friday, 27 August 2010

Picador Poetry Prize

Only a few days left to assemble a sample collection of ten poems for the scrutiny of the judges of the Picador Prize. Incentives to enter this competition include -

NO FEE!
winner gets £1000 prize and
poetry collection published by Picador
under the eagle eye of Don Paterson who will edit the book!

Well, you've got to be in to win! Closing date 1 September.

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Swimming Song

This summer I went swimming

This summer I might have drowned

But I held my breath

I kicked my feet

I moved my arms around

This summer I swam in the ocean

And I swam in a swimming pool

Salt my wounds, chlorined my eyes

I'm a self-destructive fool

Self-destructive fool

This summer I did the backstroke

And you know that that's not all

I did the breaststroke, the butterfly

And the old Australian crawl

The old Australian crawl

This summer I swam in a public place

And a reservoir to boot

At the latter I was informal

At the former I wore my suit

I wore my swimming suit

Oh, this summer I did swan dives

And jack knives for you all

And once when you weren't looking

I did a cannon ball

This summer I went swimming

This summer I might have drowned

But I held my breath, I kicked my feet

And moved my arms around

I moved my arms around

Loudon Wainwright III

Swimming and Writing

Friday, 27 August 2010

Picador Poetry Prize

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