To have even a portion of you is the highest
State to which a good article can aspire.
It puts me beyond chance, necessity, anxiety,
Suspense, and superstition, the lot of many.
Vaulters, whose hours are possessed by one pole,
Take exaggerated views of the importance of height,
Are feverish in the morning, and are
Startled and depressed when they happen to fall.
When I am in difficulties, I originate vast ideas
Or dazzling projects equal to any emergencies.
I can remember to whom I am speaking.
This is genius. Something really luminous,
Something really large. The earth smiles.
The rocks are deranged over the sequence of ideas,
Too violent to last before this giant fascination.
And the hand opens its ten thousand holds.
— David Shapiro
Recommended Cinema for May 21-May 27, 2017
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