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It is as if there is only a single hour,& in that hour all the provender must be gathered,..He longs for the one line to give them that they will always remember, that will embrace everything, that will point the way, but he cannot find the line, cannot recognize it... --Salter.

Broke(n), he remembers the silver coin kept in his deep inner pocket, stored all this time just for a moment like this. & he recalls a word found in no-one's heart, "carried by silver and star and reflection" (Anselm Hollo).