The land beneath the sky. Draw a horizontal line on a piece of paper: that’s the horizon, where the sky is divided from the land, or from the sea. And remember the paragraphs in the Penguin edition of Mishima’s Sea of Fertility – stretched out, horizon-like and doubling the description of the horizon that begins the final book, The Decay of the Angel. Everything is finished; the book is over before it began. How can it end but here, before the horizon?
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