When the jet sprang into the sky. it was clear why the city
had developed the way it had,
There seemed an inevitability
unplanned and without style
seeing it scaled six inches to the mile.
about what on ground had looked haphazard,
When the jet sprang into the sky.
When the jet reached ten thousand feet,
it was clear why the country
had cities where the rivers ran
and why the valleys were populated.
The logic of geography -
that land and water attracted man-
was clearly delineated
When the jet reached ten thousand feet.
When the jet rose six miles high,
it was clear the earth was round
and that it had more sea than land.
(Do anyone the meaning of this poem)