“…To get out early, haul

Steadily off the bottom,

Dispraise the catch, and smile

As you find a rhythm

Working you, slow mile by mile,

Into your proper haunt,

Somewhere, well out, beyond.”

     Seamus Heaney, Casualty

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“This summer I went swimming,

This summer I might have drowned

But I held my breath and I kicked my feet

And I moved my arms around, I moved my arms around.”

     Loudon Wainright III, Swimming Song.

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