H. Parallel Poem John Magee holds a special place in the hearts of pilots the world over. An American, he joined the Canadian Air Force before the U.S. entered World War II and was killed in flight over Lincolnshire, England.
He was years old. He wrote the most famous air force war poem ever written, High Flight. He wrote the poem in the cockpit while flying at , feet and mailed it to his parents upon landing. Up, up the long, delirious burning blue I’ve topped the windswept 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. (Also read the poem Ozymandias by P.B.Shelley.) High Flight John Gillespie Magee, Jr. 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...
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