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First he appears gauzy. Then so likehimself; then the painful, woundingsurprise of his rage. In the dust (likemarks left by a bird, by scrape andfeather): shape and line, his angular script.Ink, an impenetrable trace of him(I think reading, but can't understanda damn thing). Daylight; a sparrowstrikes glass. A nightmare is an idea –is it not? – dawning, needle-bright.