On the first day of November the Winter racing resumed. Many swimmers turned up and thanks to Sean Kelly for the photos. Seems like Haydn has won the Movember movement with one heck of a 5am shadow on day one of Movember. Moving on...
I WANDER'D lonely to the blue boards
That floats on high above the Serps,
When all at once I saw the hordes,
Stand and shiver for their marks;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Gossiping and laughing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
That twinkle in the swimmer’s eye
They stretch'd in never-ending line
Along the margins girl and boy:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
With shivering heads in watery dance.
[And in words worth(y) of another poet… ]
The waves beside them danced; but they
Outdid the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed - and gazed - but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
[And back to the present ]
For oft, when in my trunks I swim
In easy less than speedy pace,
Thinking of the handicapper’s whim
It would be a joy to win the race;
Which is the bliss of Serpitude;
My heart with pleasure is no longer an also ran
Again I dreamt I won the Xmas Day Handicap Peter Pan.
[John Tierney @swimmingdragons]
