November 18th, 2016
Friday: What a week! Is there nothing to which I can cling?
Yes! Yes there is.
On Monday, alongside preparing for Tuesday’s election, I made an extraordinary pilgrimage to the San Francisco shop of John Windle, Antiquarian Bookseller. He has recently opened a Blake gallery, featuring, he proclaims, the largest collection anywhere of Blake’s works for sale. To stand among these prints and paintings and books is to step outside of time and touch eternity, figuratively taking the hand of the master who created some of the greatest expressions of mysticism in the entire history of art.
I wrote in my journal: “On the last day in America: a visit with William Blake.”
