I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
"It is futile," I said,
"You can never -- "
"You lie," he cried,
And ran on.
Stephen Crane (1871-1900)
Monday, April 27, 2015
Chasing the Horizon: A Futile Endeavor?
According to American politician Bob Dole, "The horizon is out there somewhere, and you just keep chasing it, looking for it and working for it." The following is an untitled poem, by American writer Stephen Crane (1871-1900), about a man chasing the horizon:
I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
"It is futile," I said,
"You can never -- "
"You lie," he cried,
And ran on.
I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
"It is futile," I said,
"You can never -- "
"You lie," he cried,
And ran on.
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