Better late …

… Vladimir Nabokov's Superman poem published for the first time | Vladimir Nabokov | The Guardwian. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)

Nabokov’s Superman goes on to mourn how although he is in love, “marriage would be murder on my part” because his euphemistic “blast of love” could kill his would-be wife. Even if her “fragile frame” survived, he ponders, “What monstrous babe, knocking the surgeon down, / would waddle out into the awestruck town?”