Ouch. Don't often interfere with/., but this is mandatory.
"High Flight" is a pilot's ode to flying.Wordsworth wrote about our need to get to space a bit more directly in "Intimations of Immortality...":
"The Soul that rises with us,
our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!"
My prof at university quoted this from memory the day the crew of the Challenger died. For me, Randell Jarrell's poem is the one that counts.
"From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of
life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose."
Glad I'm not a pilot....
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Ouch. Don't often interfere with /., but this is mandatory.
"High Flight" is a pilot's ode to flying.Wordsworth wrote about our need to get to space a bit more directly in "Intimations of Immortality...":
"The Soul that rises with us,
our life's Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!"
My prof at university quoted this from memory the day the crew of the Challenger died. For me, Randell Jarrell's poem is the one that counts.
"From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of
life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose."
Glad I'm not a pilot....