Today is For Swimming.(Poem)

 
TODAY IS FOR SWIMMING 
 
   At dawn she wakes to the skip and splatter of rain; 
   today, she decides, is for swimming. 
   Passing cars slice the water on the road, 
   as she walks, wet, with the rhythm of the rain 
   to the beach, to the rockpool, 
   to the pale, flat rocks 
   which grey, in the summer, like seals. 
   She ballet-steps over the calves and the cows 
   and lunges into the tepid pool, 
   her ...