Twenty-five years ago, in Raw, Volume 2, Number 1, Richard McGuire published a six-page work, titled "Here"*, and comics have never been the same since.  Now, McGuire has expanded his revelation into a full length work, that, while it may be considered to fulfill the definition of graphic novel, is clearly something more besides.  Years in the making, Here is a meditation on time and its passage through place that employs the power of comics to concisely and powerfully convey their inextricable relation.  Reading Here, one is quickly gripped by a feeling of the uncanny.  The realization that the precise spatial coordinates occupied by the room which we are currently occupying as we sit reading has existed for billions of years and that our physical surroundings, which seem so concrete and fixed, are as fleeting and effervescent as clouds passing overhead when subjected to the fullness of time, and, what's more, that somehow all these different moments that flow through this space, one after the other for as close to eternity as it is possible for us to imagine, as a result of the room's seeming fixity, must all exist together, linked in some way through their sharing of the space, delivers a knockout punch to many an unexamined assumption.  Thoughts of ghosts, spirits and haunting suddenly seem completely natural: "Of course!"   William Faulkner's dictum, "The past isn't dead.  It isn't even past," is now seen in a more clinical, immediate light.  Here; it is, now.  * [sample page]