"morning will bring no light along the right-hand path on the margin of the dark." Instead, the poet has "his old man's dream of dawn that unrobes the violet, allows the early rose to take her morning dip": a dream of returning to spectral beginnings so that he can live through the mortal cycle again. As we are told,
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| | He remembers this, and thinks not to quest among the regions of black for what lies beyond violet,
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Content with the cycle of the lesser quest, he remains an aggadic writer, following the rabbinic injunction to put a hedge around the truth of the Law. Hollander has learned the lesson of the golem legend, when the aleph in the word emet (truth) is removed to make the word met (death), returning the golem to lifelessness. To play with divine truth, even if it could be done, is to play with the danger of nothingness as well. It is best to remain in the world of emanations.
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