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 he fell into a sink hole filled deep with snow, a chamois jumps in and talks to him.  Later he is on the train at the rear and encounters the beautiful young reader who knows who he is, knows his work, she is reading some older work, she is the true reader for whom reading is essential to life.  Earlier there was the report of his dialogues with Raimund.  On the country estate of that literary figure, Ferdinand Raimund.  Who may or may not have actually existed.  In dreams he becomes lead to go find some place, in dreams we see the back side of places where we've never been, never seen.  

silentamazement   to see and walk among the houses on the back side of the hill  

flight with a good view down into his village and how it rests in the landscape  and then on the Old Road

into it where appearances were deceptive  the painter gesturing in front of his big canvas with nothing yet on it   

talks and walks with the poet devoted to poetry from birth now become a circus barker  his eyes darting around, demanding attention, representing poetry, even when he was alone for a change, in the men's room or whereever.  father and son poets 

they infected that person through their casual art of walking 

the sorts of walkers switched identities on the road  ---