BIRD MAN, 1911
2017; Wiley; Volume: 105; Issue: 2 Linguagem: Inglês
10.1353/tyr.2017.0077
ISSN1467-9736
Autores Tópico(s)American Sports and Literature
Resumo3 3 R B I R D M A N , 1 9 1 1 D O L O R E S H A Y D E N Lincoln Beachey Left school at twelve, can’t follow physics, I’m just a man stepping out on the law of gravity, making my living leaving – and reappearing. Morning bally, evening bally, I’m The Man Who Owns the Sky. I fly over Niagara, down into the mist, close to the whirlpools – whoooooeeee! – dart under Honeymoon Bridge, soak my suit as wheels kiss water. Suicide? Risk improves my mood. I burn my last drop of fuel, climb two miles above Chicago, glide down to proclaim the gospel of wings – heaven penetrated by human calculation. Call me a minister in the cathedral of exuberance – I trace a benediction above red hots, root beer, ice cream, racket a blessing, a holy ruckus in the sky. Give me a hundred thousand pairs of uplifted eyes. Amen. ...
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