Not Waving but Drowning

I came across this poignant poem by Stevie Smith, “Not Waving but Drowning.” I think it fits very well with the theme of this blog, and I think some of my new readers (you know who you are) will see its relationship to recent conversations away from this blog.

I do not have copyright or permission to print this poem, so I will start you off, and then link to the rest:

Not Waving but Drowning
by Stevie Smith

Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.
Please click here to read the rest.

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