In the beginning...
From the Moline Daily Dispatch March 1983
From the Moline Daily Dispatch March 1983
From Experimenter Magazine September 1987
High
Flight
Oh!
I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And
danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward
I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of
sun-split clouds,--and done a hundred things
You
have not dreamed of—Wheeled and soared and swung
High
in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there
I’ve
chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My
eager craft through footless halls of air…
Up,
up the long, delirious, burning blue
I’ve
topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where
never lark or even eagle flew—
And,
while with silent lifting mind I’ve trod
The
high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put
out my hand, and touched the face of God.
John
Gillespie Magee, Jr.