Karr, Untitled, 2011
But they were joined by what each couldn’t do,
The meeting point where great art comes to pass –
Whitman, who danced and sang but never flew,
The moth, which had not written Leaves of Grass,
Composed a picture of the interchange
Between the mind and all that it transcends
Yet must stay near. No, there was nothing strange
In how he put his hand out to make friends
- Clive James, from "Whitman and the Moth"
Timely transcendence at Wanderations. Thanks, Jess.