Books, detail, collage on canvas

Douglas Landau

Philippe Petit, New York, 1974


That was beauty. The Towers’
swanning years before,

they were props for the can’t-be-done,
as he walked, ran, lay down,

he danced on cloud and wire
(it might as well be water).

His other props, his friends, helped him prepare.
And though it broke them, it broke them,

they gave him to the air.