What a gaze!
-Msgr. André Jarousseau, describing his compatriot Rimbaud in Harar, 1882
Forget thousand-yard stares, sun-burnt retinas, glare-tempering flats of the hand shading the eyes. The drovers were able to see a stray camel at almost any distance, peering directly into the sun. Once KhairAllah asked if he could look through the camera’s viewfinder on zoom, and after he did so, he pushed it away and said, Mā Yinfa’sh, It’s No Good. He said he saw only a fly.