![]() ![]() ![]() In the tortured posture of a creature that has raised itself erect for the first time I stood leaning against the glass. Several times during the day I felt a desire to assure myself of a reality I feared had vanished forever by looking out of that hospital window, which, for some strange reason, was draped with black netting, and as dusk fell the wish became so strong that, contriving to slip over the edge of the bed to the floor, half on my belly and half sideways, and then to reach the wall on all fours, I dragged myself, despite the pain, up to the window sill. Sebald resides in the intellectual world so any event in his life brings up some literary, cultural or historical reminiscences… ![]()
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