What am I? Now and then long ago
I came for a few seconds quite close
to ME, to ME, to ME.
But the moment I caught sight of ME
I lost ME—there was only a hole
through which I fell like Alice.
— Tomas Tranströmer, from “Portrait with Commentary” in The Great Enigma: New Collected Poems
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