Thursday, 28 January 2010


Our swimming pool is open again and I'm back in the water. It's fantastic to be able to swim again. I find when I swim I can think, and ideas work themselves out. Walking is also good for this,but I like swimming up and down the blue of the swimming pool in that elemental meditation. Up and down, up and down, like lines on the page,ploughing a furrow,which is where the line of poetry originates. Swimming up and down creates rhythm and pattern.

Walking is also useful for writing.There is the rhythm of the feet and the heart-beat. It can be no co-incidence that lines of poetry are measured in feet.

So I have taken my exercise and my mind is open to new ideas.

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