"THE WEAVER-GOD, HE WEAVES;
and by that weaving is he deafened,
that he hears no mortal voice;
and by that humming, we, too,
who look on the loom are deafened;
and only when we escape it
shall we hear the thousand voices
that speak through it."*
*This rendering of an immortal sentence
from Herman Melville's Moby Dick
("A Bower in the Arsacides")
reveals the poetic cadences
of Melville's prose, itself
a kind of weaving
through which we may hear
the Author's voice.