This is how cities make me feel on the best days
culture & the contemporary city
This is how cities make me feel on the best days
I’d like to get away from earth awhile
Birches by Robert Frost, 1919
And then come back to it and begin over
May no fate wilfully misunderstand me
And half grant what I wish and snatch me away
Not to return. Earth’s the right place for love:
I don’t know where it’s likely to go better.
And if for the time being the filthy stigmas of Your “Common sense” and “good taste” are still present in our lines, these same lines for the first time already glimmer with the Summer Lightening of the New Coming Beauty of the Self-sufficient (self-centered) Word
Slap in the Face of Public Taste (A Futurist Manifesto)
by David Burliuk, Alexander Kruchenykh, Vladimir Mayakovsky, Victor Khlevnikov
15th december 1913
