Dagens dikt: Not waving but drowning av Stevie Smith

Oj oj, ännu en gång har jag gjort bort mig genom att tro att en person har fel kön! Stevie Smith var kvinna och det har jag fattat nu. Boo, jag är ju värre än Billie Holiday-mannen! 

 

==

 

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

Poor chap, he always loved larking
And now he’s dead
It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,
They said.

Oh, no no no, it was too cold always
(Still the dead one lay moaning)
I was much too far out all my life
And not waving but drowning.