American's transcend decline

[Terrance]

The task of the American writer is not to describe the misgivings of a
women taken in adultery as she looks out of the window at the rain but
to describe 400 hundred people under the lights reaching for a foul
ball...The faint thunder as 10,000 people, at the bottom of the eighth,
head for the exits. The sense of moral judgment embodied in a migratory
vastness. 

>From Tony Tanner, Remnick, DeLillo, Cheevers


Oh Vastness! Oh Prairie Immense! 

And now, a little poetry from Emily D.

God grows above--so those who pray
Horizons--must ascend--
And so I stepped upon the North
To see this Curious Friend--

His House was not--no sign had He--
By Chimney--nor by Door
Could I infer his Residence--
Vast Prairies of Air

Unbroken by a Settler--
Were all that I could see--
Infinitude--Had'st Thou no Face
That I might look on Thee ?