High Flight, A Song Of Hope Poem by Dr Ian Inkster

High Flight, A Song Of Hope



John Gillespie Magee, Jr. (1922 -1941)
High Flight [see separate note]

'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
On sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung.
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.

Tuesday, October 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: lyrical
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem was of huge success just after publishing, at a time when the war was going agaist the Allies, when the UK and its Colonies were increasingly alone, and when the US had not yet officially entered.

This version of the sonnet or poem was reproduced directly by George Buday in 1954 from the collection of Christmas cards held at Windsor by HM Queen Mary.It was written by John Henry Magee of the Royal Canadian Air Force shortly before his death in a flying accident over Lincolnshire UK 0n 11 December 1941, aged 19. I am no fan of poems or songs of god, but in this case there are good reasons...

Born in 1922 in Shanghai, China, the poet was killed in a flying accident over Lincolnshire just after writing this, and buried at Scopwick, Lincolnshire Although a Us citizen he joined the Royal Canadian Air Force in order to get to the European front as soon as possible and served in 1940 - 1941 as a pilot office with Unit No.412 Squadron RCAF. He was madefamous for his poem High Flight.
Its sacns well for music, and onlyy two words needed adding to give a nice effect I think. My own family was very RAF with my grandfather, my father and my uncle all serving in 1941 when this poem was written, it could have happened to any of them, and they almost definitely - at least at some time - felt something of these sentiments however tough they were.

Dr Ian Inkster
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