Passage through a night in the “seemetary” moreover palpably embeds in human experience a sense of what it is to fall down “dead to the world” and to undergo a spectral transit through a dark “noughttime” at whose sunstruck latter end, after encountering shades and shadows and sometimes harrowing hell, one hurls back an immobilizing rock and undergoes a resurrection of the body into the sun’s day, at the pearly gates of dawn, under an eastering blade of matitudinal light: “Array! Surrection!”
from: Joyce’s Book of the Dark: Finnegans Wake
— John Bishop —
*[ WSB ].