Swimmer

This bleak poem could be read as my feeling of desperation about what I consider to be the disaster of Brexit. I hope for the sake of the future of Britain and Europe a deal is made. But whether there is a deal or not, I feel we have walked away from what should have been our historic destiny. Sovereignty is a chimera. If you want freedom to act, break all the ties you have. Relationships and collective responsibility are hard work, but the democratic world needs a strong Europe and we have damaged that prospect.

SWIMMER

Deep currents tug the swimmer, 
cold grips him
will not be shaken off.  
Is carried where he would not go.
Pauses.
Floats and drifts.
Turns as if in sleep,
takes up again
the shoulder-breaking burden,
testing for separation of 
self and sea.

And in the black absence beyond strife
he has forgotten how to pray.

Published by davidcookpoet

I am a husband, father and grandfather. I retired from a busy working life as an adult psychiatrist in 2014. My interests are in literature, philosophy, modern jazz and horse racing. I might represent those four fields by Shakespeare, Kant, Charlie Parker and Lester Piggott. Like nearly all of us, I can identify a number of formative experiences, one of which was a psychotic episode in my first year as a psychiatrist. This reinforced an already established interest in mystical experience, and a sense of how little human beings know. My intellectual bugbear is reductive materialism, and I am surprised at the lack of moral imagination of those who promulgate such views. It seems to me they need to consider ,perhaps by exposure, just why totalitarianism is so horrific.

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