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In 1861, George Hew sailed in a rowboat

from the Pearl River, China, across

the Pacific Ocean to San Francisco.

He sailed alone. The photograph of him

in a museum disappeared. But, in the mind,

he is intense, vivid, alive. What is

this fact but another fact in a world

of facts, another truth in a vast network

of truths? It is a red maple leaf

flaming out at the end of its life,

revealing an incredibly rich and complex

network of branching veins. We live

in such a network: the world is opaque,

translucent, or, suddenly, lucid,

vibrant. The air is alive and hums

then. Speech is too slow to the mind.

And the mind’s speech is so quick it breaks

the sound barrier and shatters glass.