'And they flew'

Apollinaire said:

Come to the edge.

We might fall.

Come to the edge.

It's too high.

Come to the edge!

And they came

And he pushed them

And they flew

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Christopher Logue, 'Come to the Edge'

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Reading a poem like this just makes you stop. Stop whatever you are doing and read it. Read it again. Study it, admire it, love it. The purity of its lines, the attention to structure in the progression of thought, the danger of its ambiguous ending. The edge, but the edge of what? A poem like this stops the world.