Silver P40 High Flight poem
by Gary Eason
Title
Silver P40 High Flight poem
Artist
Gary Eason
Medium
Photograph - Digital Picture
Description
Curtiss-Wright P-40C Warhawk in the bare metal colours of 39-160, which was based at Chanute Field, Illinois in the USA.
The poem is by Pilot Officer John G. Magee Jr., RCAF, who was killed in December 1941.
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.”
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December 4th, 2017
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