mddm (3): in brute contempt for any language

[lorentzen-nicklaus]

 "wrapt tightly, as within vacuum-hemispheres, lies the unspoken,- the 
 concentration of terrror and death of but two afternoons ago, transpir'd 
 without one word, in brute contempt for any language but that of winds and 
 masses, cries and blood. impenetrable, it calls up questions whose awkwardness 
 has only increas'd as the astronomers have come to understand there may be no 
 way of ever finding the answers." (44) 

                       
       what spooky read after the terrible tuesday!
 
kfl

                              ps: "they would have attack'd anyway." (44)