[BNP/E3, 144S – 18v]

Charles Robert Anon                                F. Pessôa

Sough = to sigh or murmur or roar, as the wind.    F. Pessôa

Lorn = forsaken, lost, undone, bereft.             F. Pessôa

domineer, lord lore. Loom.

I am in receipt of your letter.

From cloud to cloud but spends its useless rage

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Anon                     Or the light mirrored on a timing page.

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Upwards I looked and lo nought covered me

       Downwards and (oh Great God) nought stood beneath

       I hung in space, but soon began to move

       But moved I up or down? I do not know.

What was the substance I was in — not night air or anything

Known or imagined. Something deeper than silence,

that interpenetrates 

       the mazy ways and laboured labyrinths

       of man and all the world, {…}