Say I forgot

Say I forgot how to love you, the way
when I was eight I forgot how to swim?
Could you steel yourself as my mother did
when she enrolled me in lessons for the holiday,
sat up in the stalls with a four-year-old
every morning for a month and afternoons
took me swimming herself in a learner pool
let me grip her hands willing me to let go?
I don’t know what makes a child doubt
the water is able to keep her afloat,
think that the other side is too remote
but if I froze, could you wait it out
until I’m propelled again towards your smile
and wrapped tight in your towel like the first time?

from Furniture (Picador, 2009), © Lorraine Mariner 2009, used by permission of the author and the publisher.

Lorraine Mariner grew up in Upminster and attended Huddersfield University, where she read English, and University College London, ...
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