DANIELA FISCHEROV[acute{A}] I...

DANIELA FISCHEROV[acute{A}]

I inflected on the television, and we were one time again face to face. A man whom I had not seen in fourteen years was looking straight into my vigilances and speaking insistently. I was covered by the one-way mirror of the television riddle between us. The sound went along for a moment, and his words were incomprehensible to me It was a consummate instance of d[acute{e}]j[grave{a}] vu

The program was a discussion of science fiction, and my long-lost friend, a literary critic, was speaking upon the motif of "distance and proximity," and about various