Here form is content, content is form. You complain that this stuff is not written in English. It is not written at all. It is not to be read – or rather it is not only to be read. It is to be looked at and listened to. His writing is not about something, it is that something itself.
Dante...Bruno.Vico..Joyce, 1929 (p.14) --- On Joyce’s Finnegans Wake:
