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Robert Graves - I Wonder What It Feels Like To Be Drowned?
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Look at my knees,  
That island rising from the steamy seas!  
The candles a tall lightship; my two hands  
Are boats and barges anchored to the sands,  
With mighty cliffs all round;
They’re full of wine and riches from far lands….  
I wonder what it feels like to be drowned?
  
I can make caves,  
By lifting up the island and huge waves  
And storms, and then with head and ears well under
Blow bubbles with a monstrous roar like thunder,  
A bull-of-Bashan sound.  
The seas run high and the boats split asunder….  
I wonder what it feels like to be drowned?
  
The thin soap slips
And slithers like a shark under the ships.  
My toes are on the soap-dish—that’s the effect  
Of my huge storms; an iron steamer’s wrecked.  
The soap slides round and round;  
He’s biting the old sailors, I expect….
I wonder what it feels like to be drowned?
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