Swimming and Writing: In The Words Of Hilda Ogden.....

Thursday, 14 January 2010

In The Words Of Hilda Ogden.....

.....the world is my lobster! The essay has gone (met the deadline!) and I'll hear its fate within four weeks. All being well, it's good enough. Now every word for 2010 can be in stories and poems!

Hurrah!

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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

Thursday, 14 January 2010

In The Words Of Hilda Ogden.....

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