Go back

All becomes distant. The daily walks through battered streets and across small bridge to board subway. But of the station entrance no memory. And the image of myself walking is one of a child. How the world remained large, and those of us traveling lost in it. Recapitulation mingles the various themes in a dense counterpoint and again exposes everything.

The most important message of the instance

The whole of

I was not shaping

That it is graspable
Familiarity and strangeness
That it is unfathomable
The term of

 

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