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Here and now and not yet—like a child in the everpresent,cradling in the palm a rockand finding it a world.
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Here and now and not yet—like a child in the everpresent,cradling in the palm a rockand finding it a world.

How we come to language, the little ones,testing the percussive syllables of ba and na as if reciting the letters of Arabic.No wonder our letters