Sometimes the notes are ferocious,
Skirmishes against the author
Raging along the borders of every page
In tiny black script.
If I could just get my hands on you,
Kierkegaard, or Conor Cruise O'Brien,
They seem to say,
I would bolt the door and beat some logic into your head.
Here the removed interaction between the author and the reader/annotator is imagined metaphorically as a physical, somewhat brutal, one, the speaker reading such critiques as a physical threats.
Marginalia