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13 Beso’s Song . . . you built temples for them in their hearing. —Rainer Maria Rilke Beso was damaged, thrown away. I would cover my ears and weep, bent with grief, if he began to sing like Orpheus. Would it still be a human being, swollen with hearing, that survived his song? 14 To Comfort Beso I wish to comfort Beso but often fail. He runs from me as if I am coming to brand him with the map of my life. ...

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