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"Not Waving but Drowning" is a poem by the British poet Stevie Smith. It was published in 1957 as part of a collection of the same title. The most famous of Smith's ...
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Not Drowning, Waving (styled as not drowning, waving) were a musical group formed in Melbourne, Australia in 1983 by David Bridie and John Phillips. Their music ...
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Selected Bibliography. Poetry. A Good Time Was Had By All (1937) Collected Poems (1975) Harold's Leap (1950) Mother, What is Man? (1942) Not Waving But Drowning (1957)
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Nobody heard him, the dead man, / But still he lay moaning: / I was much further out than you thought / And not waving but drowning.
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"Not Waving but Drowning" - a poem by Stevie Smith. Read by Janet Harris. Nobody heard him, the dead man, But still he lay moaning: I was much further out ...
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