Friday, May 18, 2012
"Fiction"
Someone once said that an Alice Munro short story is as
complicated as any novel. This 2009
story is proof positive. O. Henry could
have learned a lot from her (see http://yourbrainonbooks.blogspot.com/2011/12/gift-of-magi.html).
“Fiction” can be read
as the tragic story of a woman on a constant quest for ego-enhancement, for whom relationships are a means to the end
of her own fulfillment, or it can be read as a comic story of a woman who
repeatedly makes herself look ridiculous by her own self-importance.
It can be read as a realistic representation of human
experience as a maze of coincidences and intersections, a tangle of
relationships, of memories, of forgetting, of recognition and non-recognition,
of curiosity of story-telling, of manipulation, of complex motives, of
self-creation and re-creation.
It can be read as an ironic statement on the complexity of
human experience, the mixed messages, the missed messages, the strange
combination of false successes and real failures, of the reality of unreality
and the unreality of reality.
It can be read as a social commentary on the modern state of
relationship roulette, of marriage, adultery, divorce, blended families,
same-sex relationships; of individualism, the serial making, breaking and
remaking of social ties; of the fragmentation in our social fabric and the
fragility of social bonds; of the strange web of interconnectedness with its
brokenness, and its mendedness.
It can be read as the carefully crafted juxtaposition of a
story within a story and the asymmetry of two different memories of the same
episode from two different perspectives, in which what is marginal in one memory
is central in the other.
It can be read as the universal story of a failed quest for
redemption, in which we humans are doomed to a cycle of continual compensation
for our imperfections, like Sisyphus forever rolling a boulder up a hill, only
to watch it roll back down once we get it to the top.
But the story is called “Fiction,” and in the last line the
main character imagines turning her disappointing experience into a “funny
story.” Thus the story “Fiction” is
framed by references to story-telling, and at the center of the story is
another “fictional” story. Our attention
is thus drawn to the relationship between fiction and truth, unreality and
reality, to the significance of writing, reading, and the experience of
textuality.
The poet Donald Murray has said that “All writing is
autobiography,” and there is a school of literary criticism that seems to say,
by turns, that all reading is autobiography and/or that all writing is about
writing and/or about reading. This
self-reflexive approach to fiction can begin to feel like a hall of mirrors,
which is somewhat how the story “Fiction” feels.
Alice Munro, who was divorced and remarried, became a writer
and book-seller (a somewhat self-reflexive situation in its own right). Her story “Fiction” is about Joyce, a music
teacher, whose husband rejects her for the mother of one of her students. Later, after Joyce has become the third wife
of a college professor and left teaching to become a professional cellist, she
crosses paths again with that former student, Christie, who has married the
friend of Joyce’s second husband’s son by his first wife.
As if this tangled maze of relationships were not enough,
Christie has just published a book of short stories, one of which,
“Kindertotenlieder” (“Songs on the Death of Children”), recounts the story of a
child whose mother moves in with her music teacher’s husband. (The title suggests a coming of age story.)
To the extent that Christie’s story is based on her own
experience, her memory of it is very different from Joyce’s memory of the same
episode. Joyce barely remembers the
details of Christie’s account (if they actually happened) and certainly had no
knowledge, much less memory, of the events from Christie’s perspective. She had no idea that Christie had been so
lovingly attached to her as her music teacher and she has no awareness of
having manipulated Christie in order to gain access to details of the
relationship between her husband and Christie’s mother, at least as Christie
tells it. The layers of complexity
continue to mount. The hall of mirrors
makes it ever more difficult to distinguish between the flesh and blood of
reality and the reflections distorted in the mirrors of memory and of fiction.
We read Alice Munro’s story about Joyce, who reads
Christie’s story about the memory of her relationship with Joyce, which Joyce
compares with her own memory of Christie.
If all reading (and writing) is autobiography, then all writing (and
reading) is memory, and all memory is a distorted mirror image of the reality
that actually took place. Thus all
fiction is memory and all memory is fiction.
In Joyce’s memory Christie is a minor character, whose name
Joyce can barely recall. In Christie’s
memory Joyce is a central character, the adored teacher. Even when, as an adult, Christie realizes how
Joyce had “used” her, she is able to forgive because of the beauty of the music
and the “love” of the teacher, however false.
“It almost seemed as if there must be some random and of course unfair
thrift in the emotional housekeeping of the world, if the great
happiness—however temporary, however flimsy—of one person could come of the
great unhappiness of another.”
Joyce is so moved by the story and its conveniently self-justifying
(for Joyce) moral that she takes her copy of Christie’s book back to the
bookstore (Alice Munro was a book-seller) to have it signed by the author (Alice Munro was a published author). Despite Joyce’s attempt to draw attention to
herself, Christie is utterly oblivious as to who she is. Memory, it seems, is one thing; recognition
is another.
In the end Joyce is as unimportant to Christie as Christie
once was to Joyce. Just as Christie
salvaged her disappointment through fiction, so Joyce attempts to salvage hers
by imagining that “This might even turn into a funny story that she would tell
someday.”
Just as Joyce has used Christie to construct a mental
“story” of the life her husband was living with Christie’s mother, so Christie
uses the memory of Joyce to create her work of fiction, and perhaps Joyce will
again use Christie, this time to create her own “funny story.”
Not only are we all figments of our own imaginations, but we
are figments of others’ imaginations, as they are figments of ours. Thus does the real become unreal and the
unreal become real, the truth become fiction and fiction, the story we tell
ourselves and others, become truth.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
The Awakening
It makes sense to read Kate Chopin’s The Awakening (1899) as a feminist novel of female emancipation,
both sexual and spiritual, especially given its biographical and social
context. Yet it also fits into the 19th
century tradition of the novel of adultery and its predecessor, the seduction
narrative, in which the female transgressor must, of course, be punished in the
end, whether it be by abandonment, disgrace, death, or all of the above.
The novel of adultery could, perhaps, be traced back to the
“courtly love” tradition of the European Middle Ages, but Hawthorne’s The Scarlet Letter (1850), Flaubert’s Madame Bovary (1856), and Tolstoy’s Anna Karenina (1870s) established the 19th
century tradition. The Awakening, however, is the only one that was effectively
removed from public circulation because of its negative reviews as an immoral
book, perhaps because it is more open in its depiction of a female character
who enjoys sex or perhaps because it was written by a woman or both.
Hawthorne’s novel begins after the fact and focuses on
Hester Prynne’s transformation from “sinner” to “saint,” but like Flaubert’s
and Tolstoy’s heroines, Edna Pontellier in The
Awakening commits suicide in the end.
It might have been possible to read Chopin’s novel as a
cautionary tale, relating the sad fate of a sinful woman, but no one did, again
perhaps because Edna’s sensuality is too openly represented. Though the price of pleasure is suicide, she
indeed seems to experience pleasure in her forbidden affair and admits to
herself that she would, no doubt, seek out more such affairs once the current
one ends.
It didn’t seem to matter to reviewers at the time that a
primary motive for the suicide is concern for her children. Edna seems to foresee how her transgressions
would harm her children. Neither Chopin
nor the reviewers lived in a time when the harmful effects of a parent’s
suicide on the children were well understood.
Since the second wave of feminism in the 1960s and 70s Chopin’s
novel has been received as a feminist classic, portraying a heroine who defies
the restrictive Victorian conventions of the 19th century and
pursues her own emancipation, not only from an unhappy marriage, but from an
oppressive society.
Perhaps the conflicting attitudes toward the book rest on
the same textual characteristic, namely that Edna is largely presented
sympathetically and the reader is invited to identify with her. The strict sexual moralists of the 19th
century were, no doubt, more shocked by the sympathetic portrayal of an
adulteress than they were mollified by her suicide at the end. Feminists of the 20th century,
however, did identify with Edna’s oppression and her quest for
emancipation. For them, her suicide
merely underscors the injustice of a society in which a liberated woman cannot survive.
From a more universal perspective, the novel could also be
viewed in conflicting ways: either as a cautionary tale of crime and punishment
or as a tragic quest for freedom and fulfillment. The key seems to be whether readers identify
with Edna as a sympathetic heroine or whether they view her as a selfish
narcissist, who is a dangerous threat to marriage, motherhood, and social
stability.
Who is the enemy: the repressive society or the rebellious
individual seeking liberation?
One is tempted to dismiss the conflict as an anachronism in
the 21st century. Surely most
readers today would be most likely to view Edna as a victim of sexist
oppression who struggles heroically against social injustice. But consider the debate that can still get
quite heated over stay-at-home moms vs. working moms who put their children in
day care. While contemporary readers may
be more willing to forgive Edna’s adultery, they may not be so willing to forgive
her neglect of her children.
The conflict between motherhood and women’s emancipation may
be as universal as any story of crime and punishment or tragic quest.
Monday, March 12, 2012
Samson Occom (Mohegan)
Thinking about that Arizona curriculum law (see Jan. 27
post), I wonder if I would have been able to teach the works of Samson Occom, a
Mohegan American Indian (not Mohican or Mahican), in Arizona public school
American literature classes. Occom’s “A
Short Narrative of My Life” might be construed as promoting “resentment” toward
both white people and native people, while his sermon at the execution of Moses
Paul most certainly can be read as reinforcing the inferiority of his own
ethnic group. “Oh what a tangled web we
weave/When first we practice to” control!
Occom’s execution sermon was so well received by his white
audience that he was urged to publish it, which he did in 1772. Both whites and native people flocked to hear
a famous Indian preacher deliver the sermon at the hanging of his fellow
tribesman Moses Paul on Sept. 2, 1771.
Angry at being thrown out of a tavern for drunkenness, Paul had laid in
wait and murdered the next person to leave, who turned out to be a prominent
white citizen.
Just as Shakespeare’s The
Tempest is full of political ambiguity (see previous posts), so also may be
the works of history’s victims.
So-called “oppression” studies may be more complicated than
simple-minded legislators think.
The personal narrative convention was well-established in
1768, when Occom wrote his. The
spiritual autobiography, or conversion narrative, was a staple of the New
England Puritans, and the captivity narrative became a popular form during the
Indian Wars of the 17th century (see Feb. 12, 2010, post).
Given the familiarity of the captivity narrative, in which
Indians were represented as savages, the penning of a personal narrative by a
native person could be viewed as an inherent rebuttal of the “barbaric” Indian
stereotype, especially since it begins as a spiritual autobiography, recounting
his upbringing as a “heathen,” his conversion to Christianity, and his
licensing as a missionary to his own people.
As Occom relates his advancement as a teacher and preacher to native
folk, his narrative begins to anticipate the success story, made famous by
Benjamin Franklin (see Mar. 12, 2010, post).
However, Occom turns the conventionally affirmative personal narrative
into a form of protest literature, noting how much less he is paid compared to
his white counterparts.
“So I am ready to
Say, they have used me thus, because I Can’t Influence the Indians so well as
other missionaries; but I can assure them
I have endeavored to teach them as well as I know how;--but I must Say, ‘I believe it is because I am
a poor Indian.” I Can’t help that God has made me So; I did not make my self
so.__” (original caps & spelling)
Note how his indictment of his white employers is
accompanied by an apology for his ethnicity.
Thus, while his narrative might be construed as promoting “resentment”
against white people and as a refutation of the “savage” image of Indians, its
apologetic tone could be read as reinforcement of native peoples’ inferiority
and of white supremacy. Does the
ambiguity make it acceptable to teach under Arizona law or does it expose the
inadequacy and ignorance of that law?
Occom’s sermon conforms to the standard pattern of
text-propositions-application. What is
unusual is that when he gets to the application, he speaks separately to his different
audiences—to “My poor unhappy Brother Moses”; to his white superiors, “reverend
gentlemen and fathers of Israel”; and to his native listeners, “My poor
Kindred.” His sermon thus becomes a
rhetorical case study as he adjusts his message and his style to each audience,
acting as a minister to Moses, calling on him to repent and save his soul; as
humble servant to the white clergy, calling on them to bring the full force of
their authority and power to fight sin and evil; and as temperance reformer to
his native “brethren,” calling on them to give up the sin of drunkenness that
they may be saved.
His deference to his white superiors is noticeable in
comparison to his authoritative tone toward native people. He thereby reinforces white supremacy, and,
no doubt, by perpetuating the stereotype of the “drunken Indian,” promotes
“resentment” toward that race.
One of the effects of oppression is the internalization of
inferiority on the part of the oppressed.
Thus their writings may reinforce their own oppression, even sometimes
in the same text in which they protest it.
Arizona’s short-sighted curriculum law does not even begin
to appreciate the complexities and ambiguities of what they seek to prohibit.
Monday, February 20, 2012
The Tempest II (Beyond Time)
Historio/political interpretations of The Tempest (see previous post) are completely valid ways of
reading the play, but not the only valid ways.
There are those who reject “universal” or “timeless” ways of
reading any literature, but The Tempest
invites such a reading by signaling its setting as beyond time. The Latin word “tempestus” for “storm” or
“weather” is similar to the word “tempus” for “time.” Just as the action of the play takes place
post-tempest, so it could be read as post-time or outside of time.
While Prospero explicitly sets the action between 2 and 6
p.m., multiple references in the text suggest a timeless, supernatural
realm. Miranda invokes “the heavens” and
Prospero, “Providence divine” to explain their previous delivery from death
(Act I, scene ii). Ariel invokes
“Destiny” and “Fate” to explain the survival of Alonso and his companions after
the storm that Prospero has conjured (Act III, scene iii). Similarly, Ariel’s otherworldly music is
barely heard by the earth-bound characters throughout the play. Prospero’s magic creates a sense of wonder
and strangeness. There are references to
visions, miracles, amazement, and mythical creatures. The magic island suggests a new creation,
resurrection, or afterlife.
As the text itself suggests a timeless realm, so are we
invited to consider a universal or transcendent significance to the play.
The Tempest begins
with disorder (the storm), destruction (the shipwreck), and an encounter with
death, as the crew and passengers tumble into the sea. This apocalyptic scene is followed by
Prospero’s reassurance of Miranda that all is well and his recounting of their
own exile, shipwreck, and survival on the island where Miranda has grown up,
knowing only her father Prospero and his two slaves, Caliban and Ariel. Thus is the theme of symbolic death and
resurrection established at the start.
Prospero then puts Miranda to sleep, introducing a motif of
sleeping and waking that parallels the theme of death and rebirth.
His conversation with Ariel and Caliban introduces a theme
of captivity and freedom and the need to earn one’s freedom. The appearance of Ferdinand confirms
Prospero’s assurances and introduces the love theme as Ferdinand immediately
falls in love with Miranda, who also falls under his spell. Just as freedom must be earned, so must love
and happiness. Prospero pretends to
believe Ferdinand is a spy with designs on the island and takes him prisoner,
“lest too light winning/Make the prize light” (Act I, scene ii).
The island is beginning to emerge as an ambiguous world:
rebirth and renewal, on one hand, and trial and ordeal, on the other; airy
spirit and brute nature; union and exile.
Act II begins with Alonso, the King of Naples, fearing for
his son Ferdinand’s life, as Ferdinand had feared for his father, Gonzalo
imagining himself transforming the island into a new “golden age,” and Antonio
(the Duke of Milan who had usurped his brother Prospero’s throne and cast him
and Miranda away on the sea to die) conspiring with Alonso’s brother Sebastian
to assassinate Alonso and Gonzalo so that Sebastian can assume the throne of
Naples. Ariel intervenes, like a
providential angel, to disrupt the plot and the group moves on in search of
Ferdinand. Again the ambiguous island
harbors both treachery and beneficence.
Brute nature asserts itself in the next scene as Caliban,
Trinculo and Stephano succumb to the power of wine. Under the influence, Caliban bows in worship
to Stephano, who supplied the wine.
Treachery, however, reasserts itself in the next scene as
Caliban, Stephano, and Trinkulo, in a drunken state, plot to murder
Prospero. Meanwhile, Ariel confronts
Alonso, Antonio, and Sebastian with their own treachery against Prospero,
warning them of continuing punishment if they fail to repent and reform. Their ordeal of guilt begins.
At this point, the plot turns, as Prospero, in quick
succession, blesses the union of Ferdinand and Miranda; with Ariel’s help
disrupts the murder plot against him by the drunken trio; calls his enemies to
account in his presence and pardons them; frees Ariel; and bids farewell to his
magical arts before departing with the court to Naples.
Repeatedly, as the plot veers toward death and destruction,
separation and division, or brutality and guile, tragedy is averted by rebirth
and renewal, convergence and union, or providence and beneficence. It is a timeless mythic tale of suffering and
redemption, in which new life, restoration, deliverance, and freedom must be
earned by trial and ordeal.
At the center of the play is the young couple, representing
innocence, love, fertility, and hope for the future. No doubt they will suffer yet more tempests,
but the play is primarily affirmative, offering the promise of continual
renewal for both the individual and humanity in general.
The next scene (Act III, scene i) is the textual center of
the five-act play. Ferdinand and
Miranda, unknowingly observed by Prospero, work together in mutual labor,
declare their love for each other and exchange betrothal vows. Beneficence breaks out in this scene as new
love and the promise of new life triumph over the darkness of previous scenes.
Friday, January 27, 2012
The Tempest in Tucson
On January 1 a new law went into effect in Arizona
prohibiting K-12 classes that “promote the overthrow of the U.S. government,
promote resentment toward a race or class of people, are designed primarily for
pupils of one ethnic group, or advocate ethnic solidarity.” The purpose of the law is to eliminate the
ethnic studies curriculum in Tucson public schools. (Read more: http://www.azcentral.com/arizonarepublic/local/articles/2011/01/01/20110101arizona-ethnic-studies-ban.html#ixzz1kVeUY0j5.)
Among the works that is taught in this curriculum is
Shakespeare’s The Tempest. Though the Tucson administration denies the
book has been banned, high school teacher Curtis Acosta was told not to teach
the play using the “nexus of race, class and oppression” or “issues of critical
race theory.”
“What is very clear is that ’The Tempest’ is problematic for
our administrators due to the content of the play and the pedagogical choices I
have made,” Acosta said in an interview. “In other words, Shakespeare wrote a
play that is clearly about colonization of the new world and there are strong
themes of race, colonization, oppression, class and power that permeate the
play, along with themes of love and redemption.”
(http://www.salon.com/2012/01/18/tucson_says_banished_books_may_return_to_classrooms/singleton/#comments)
This stunning violation of academic freedom and crude
imposition of ideological control over public school curriculum spurred me to
reread Shakespeare’s mysterious final play and review some of the history of
its critical reception and interpretation.
Since its first production in 1611 (just four years after
Jamestown was founded) The Tempest
has been read theologically, mythically, aesthetically, biographically,
psychologically, as well as politically.
One of the earliest political interpretations of the play is found in
Leslie Fiedler’s 1973 essay “Caliban as the American Indian.” However, the connections of the play to its
historical context would have been recognized by its contemporaries.
Its allusions to contemporary travel narratives of a
Virginia Company expedition to Jamestown in 1608 are well established in
scholarship. The flagship of this fleet
was separated from the rest and, having failed to arrive in Jamestown, was
presumed to be lost. Nearly a year later
the admiral and sailors of the flagship arrived in two small boats, having run
aground on the island of Bermuda, where they found food, shelter, and wood to
build their boats, despite the site’s reputation as an “Isle of Devils.” This adventure became sensational news in
England, and in Act I, scene ii, of The
Tempest, Ariel makes explicit reference to “the still-vexed Bermoothes”
(always-stormy Bermudas).
It would have also been widely recognized among educated
contemporaries that “Caliban” is an anagram of “cannibal” (not necessarily
meaning eater of human flesh in this context), and that this sub-human character
constitutes a refutation of Montaigne’s well-known essay “Of Cannibals,”
translated into English in 1603. This
essay is now widely understood as a source of the “noble savage” image of
American Indians and the utopian view of the “New World,” in which American
Indian society is represented as a kind of ideal state. Gonzalo’s description of his ideal
commonwealth in Act II, scene I, of The
Tempest echoes the very same language of Montaigne’s description.
In addition, at a time when the transatlantic slave trade is
at its height, Shakespeare presents both Ariel and Caliban as slaves to
Prospero. It is difficult to deny the
connection between Shakespeare’s play and the larger historical context. In order to avoid “the nexus of race, class,
and oppression” must teachers in Tucson avoid teaching The Tempest, ignore history entirely while teaching it, or distort
history by treating the “New World” metaphor strictly in positive terms and
Prospero as a benevolent slave owner so as to avoid creating resentment against
white Europeans? Presumably, the malevolent, revengeful characteristics of
Caliban, an indigenous creature enslaved by Prospero, would have to be ignored
in order to avoid creating resentment against racial groups that have been
historically enslaved. In other words
some of the most obvious features of the text would have to be distorted.
Like most European literature of Shakespeare’s time, The Tempest is Eurocentric, aristocratic
and patriarchal in its world view. Under
the Arizona law, that world view could presumably not be critiqued for fear of
creating resentment toward Europeans, European-Americans, aristocrats, and
men. On the other hand, that world view
could not be approved for fear of creating resentment toward non-Europeans, non-European-Americans,
commoners, and women. Pity the poor
teacher trying to navigate those shoals! Better to avoid the text entirely than create
one’s own pedagogical shipwreck in the classroom.
Not surprisingly, The
Tempest is a far more complex and ambiguous text than any crude political
ideology, and it offers a study in power that Arizona legislators, Tucson
administrators, and teachers could learn from.
First, it accurately reflects two competing European visions
of the “New World.” On the one hand, it is a Utopia, as Montaigne described—a
new Eden, a Promised Land, a “land flowing with milk and honey.” On the other, it is a “hideous and desolate
wilderness, full of wild beasts and wild men,” as William Bradford described
Plymouth upon the Pilgrims’ first landing—“a wild and savage” place, primitive,
barbaric. If the magic island where
Prospero and Miranda are exiled represents the new world, then the sub-human
creature Caliban represents the savage view, while the airy spirit Ariel
represents the idyllic view. Ariel had
been left imprisoned by Caliban’s witch-mother until Prospero arrived after her
death, freed him, and then enslaved both Ariel and Caliban. If Prospero represents the Europeans, then,
allegorically, does this mean that Europeans have power over both the worst and
best of the New World? When Prospero frees Ariel at the end of the play, having
used him to achieve a redemptive resolution to the injustice done him by his
enemies, does that mean that Europeans will bring out the best in the New
World? By keeping Caliban enslaved at the end, does that mean that Europeans
will keep the worst of the New World under control? If so, then the play reinforces the
contemporary European idea that western conquest had the providential purpose
of improving the conquered lands.
Perhaps, but Caliban’s grievances against Prospero are
sympathetic, given Prospero’s harsh treatment of him.
This
island’s mine by Sycorax my mother,
And later Caliban expresses his Ariel-like, spiritual side:
Thus, if Caliban represents the indigenous people of the new
world, then the play does not entirely represent them in an unsympathetic
light.
Still, Ariel earns his freedom at the end of the play by
obeying Prospero’s orders, while Caliban must do penance for his plot against
Prospero, and, perhaps if he reforms himself, can earn his freedom as
well. Liberty, it seems, is not a
natural right but a privilege to be conferred by one of greater power.
Prospero, himself, had lost his freedom, when his brother,
Antonio, usurped his throne as King of Milan and cast him, with his daughter,
Miranda, away on the sea to die. Even royalty cannot rest secure in either
their liberty or their power. Prospero
and Miranda survive, however, having been shipwrecked on the magic island,
where Prospero continues with his studies of the magical arts, educating
Miranda, and using Caliban and Ariel as slave labor. When Prospero uses his powers to cause the shipwreck
of his brother and his co-conspirator, the Duke of Naples, and bring them under
the control of his magic on the island, he does not seek revenge. On the contrary, he arranges for the Duke’s
son, Ferdinand, and Miranda to fall in love, and then, after allowing the
others to believe Ferdinand has drowned, arranges for a reunion and for the
redemption of his enemies through the power of his forgiveness. In the end the impending marriage of Ferdinand
and Miranda symbolizes the restoration of both family and political harmony, as
Prospero resumes his “proper” place on the throne. Of course, Shakespeare’s version of family
and political harmony is based on what in his day was considered the natural
order of gender and class, a patriarchal and aristocratic “great chain of being,”
with men ruling women, and aristocracy, with its own ranking order, ruling
commoners.
The treatment of power in the play relies on this
hierarchical world view. Order in the
world depends upon each level in the great chain of being keeping its
place. When a lower level seeks to
dominate a higher level, disorder and destruction break out. Thus when Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo
allow themselves to be ruled by their physical craving for wine, they become
foolish, greedy, vengeful, and violent. It was selfish ambition that led Antonio and Alonso
to overthrow Prospero from his rightful throne and establish an alliance that
maintained their political rule. On the
other hand, it was Prospero’s neglect of his political responsibilities that
contributed to his downfall. Prospero’s
restoration to his rightful place partly depends upon his recognition of having
neglected “worldly ends, all dedicated/To closeness [seclusion] and the
bettering of (his) mind….” (Act I, scene ii) Each place in
the great chain of being has a responsibility appropriate to that place and
failure to execute that responsibility likewise results in disorder. Prospero’s pursuit of knowledge, however,
leads to the development of his intellectual and magical powers, which in turn
enable him to regain his political power.
In addition to physical, social, and intellectual power, the play
demonstrates the power of romantic love as Miranda and Ferdinand fall under
each other’s spell, the power of filial devotion as Alonso refuses to give up
Ferdinand for dead and insists that his compatriots help search for him, the
supernatural power represented by Ariel and the island’s barely heard music
that even Caliban responds to, and finally the power of compassion,
forgiveness, and redemption, as Prospero, once he has his enemies in his power,
pardons them rather than taking revenge.
Today, democratic notions of equality and freedom have
replaced the Shakespearean aristocratic world view, but we do expect
individuals to earn their place in the world, as Ariel had to earn his freedom
and Propero had to earn back his throne, and we distinguish between the kind of
freedom that causes harm to others and the responsible exercise of freedom that
contributes to the well-being of all.
Similarly, though we still live in a social hierarchy, we value
power-sharing and the appropriate use of social control such that it benefits
the general welfare, not the individual wielder of power.
Do teachers of The
Tempest appropriately use their power in the classroom to convey the full
complexity and ambiguity of the play or do they use the play to advance a
narrow ideological agenda? Do Tucson
administrators respect the work that teachers have done to earn their positions
and their academic freedom? Do they have the right to dictate a teacher’s
pedagogy and curricular choices in order to advance their own narrow
ideological agenda? Do Arizona lawmakers have the right to deny an ethnic group
the opportunity to learn its history and cultural traditions, again, to advance
the interests of another ethnic group that happens to have more social
power? If their goal is social cohesion
among ethnic groups, do they promote that cohesion by the raw exercise of
social control?
There are lessons in The
Tempest for all parties involved and for all who would read, learn, and act
with wisdom and compassion rather than with ignorant authoritarianism.
Which
thou takst from me. When thou cam’st
first,
Thou
strok’st me, and made much of me; would’st give me
Water
with berries in’t; and teach me how
To name
the bigger light, and how the less,
That
burn by day and night. And then I loved thee
And
showed thee all the qualities o’ th’ isle,
The
fresh springs, brine pits, barren place and fertile.
Cursed
be I that did so! All the charms
Of Sycorax—toads, beetles, bats,
light on you!
For I am all the subjects that you
have,
Which first was mine own king; and
here you sty me
In this hard rock, whiles you do
keep from me
The rest o’ th’ island. (Act I, scene ii)
Be not
afeard; the isle is full of noises,
Sounds
and sweet airs that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes
a thousand twangling instruments
Will
hum about mine ears; and sometime voices
That,
if I then had waked after long sleep,
Will
make me sleep again; and then, in dreaming,
The
clouds methought would open and show riches
Ready
to drop upon me, that, when I waked,
I cried
to dream again. (Act III, scene iii)
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Friday, December 23, 2011
"Amazing Peace: A Christmas Poem"
What’s remarkable about “Amazing Peace: A Christmas Poem” by Maya Angelou (see previous post) is that it celebrates, not the birth of the Christian “savior,” but “the Birth of Jesus Christ/Into the great religions of the world.”
The poem takes a Christian holiday and uses it to signify a universal human longing for Peace. It speaks as a universal “we,” voicing the hunger for Peace shared by “Baptist and Buddhist, Methodist and Muslim….Jew…Jainist…the Catholic and the Confucian…Angels and Mortals, Believers and Nonbelievers.”
In this poem the birth of Christianity does not usher in a superior religion so much as a new iteration of an ancient hope for Peace harbored in the human heart, regardless of what religious belief that heart might be bound to or whether it is bound to any such belief at all. The hope for Peace transcends belief and non-belief. And in that spirit, Christmas, like most religious holidays, can speak to all of us.
A non-Christian might conceivably resent the use of Christmas as a universal symbol, as opposed to a holiday from their own belief system. Likewise an atheist might scoff at the idea of a religious holiday representing a secular value. Yet who can resist the appeal of “lights of joy,” “bells of hope,” “carols of forgiveness,” “absence of war,” “harmony of spirit,” “comfort,” “security,” or “a halting of hate”?
The poem not only seeks to transcend religious differences but also those of color, calling on us “to look beyond complexions and see community.” It is easy to dismiss such grand appeals as sentimental tripe or blind hypocrisy, but that would leave us with nothing but cynicism. Surely we would rather live with ideals to aspire to than total resignation to conflict, strife, hate, and war. It is those ideals of peace on earth and good will to all that gives the Christmas season its universal appeal, whether celebrated as a religious or a secular holiday.
How does the form of the poem reinforce and enhance its message? It uses unrhymed free verse, which conveys a sense of openness, with a combination of parallelism and line breaks to create a rhythmic, poetic effect. While the rhythm is hardly regular, it fits with the irregular pattern of nature evoked in images of thunder, lightning, flood, and avalanche, which the poem uses to represent the “climate of fear and apprehension” into which “Christmas enters.”
With the entry of Christmas the poem turns from images of nature’s destructiveness to more human images of “bells,” “carols,” “faces of children,” “shoulders of our aged,” the “whisper” of a “word,” the word “Peace.” And later it is through “language” that we “translate ourselves to ourselves and to each other.” It is through our “voices” that we “jubiliate,” “shout,” and “speak” Peace into being.
The shift from natural to human imagery conveys the idea that it is our human responsibility and capability—not that of a natural or supernatural power--to achieve the human ideals of peace, brotherhood, sisterhood, and atonement.
Though the poem uses images of “light,” which invoke the natural phenomenon of the Winter Solstice, the Peace that it celebrates is a human creation. And while the creative power of the Word has parallels to God’s use of language in the creation story of Genesis, the focus of the poem is on human voices and human speech.
Just as humans created “the great religions of the world,” so we created the dream of Peace, and so we are responsible for making that dream a reality on earth. That would indeed be an “Amazing Peace.”
A Christmas Poem
"Amazing Peace: A Christmas Poem"
Thunder rumbles in the mountain passes
Thunder rumbles in the mountain passes
And lightening rattles the eaves of our houses.
Flood waters await us in our avenues.
Snow falls upon snow, falls upon snow to avalanche
Over unprotected villages.
The sky slips low and grey and threatening.
We question ourselves.
What have we done to so affront nature?
We worry God.
Are you there? Are you there really?
Does the covenant you made with us still hold?
Into this climate of fear and apprehension, Christmas enters,
Streaming lights of joy, ringing bells of hope
And singing carols of forgiveness high up in the bright air.
The world is encouraged to come away from rancor,
Come the way of friendship.
It is the Glad Season.
Thunder ebbs to silence and lightning sleeps quietly in the corner.
Flood waters recede into memory.
Snow becomes a yielding cushion to aid us
As we make our way to higher ground.
Hope is born again in the faces of children
It rides on the shoulders of our aged as they walk into their sunsets.
Hope spreads around the earth. Brightening all things,
Even hate which crouches breeding in dark corridors.
In our joy, we think we hear a whisper.
At first it is too soft. Then only half heard.
We listen carefully as it gathers strength.
We hear a sweetness.
The word is Peace.
It is loud now. It is louder.
Louder than the explosion of bombs.
We tremble at the sound. We are thrilled by its presence.
It is what we have hungered for.
Not just the absence of war. But, true Peace.
A harmony of spirit, a comfort of courtesies.
Security for our beloveds and their beloveds.
We clap hands and welcome the Peace of Christmas.
We beckon this good season to wait awhile with us.
We, Baptist and Buddhist, Methodist and Muslim, say come.
Peace.
Come and fill us and our world with your majesty.
We, the Jew and the Jainist, the Catholic and the Confucian,
Implore you to stay awhile with us
so we may learn by your shimmering light
how to look beyond complexion and see community.
It is Christmas time, a halting of hate time.
On this platform of peace, we can create a language
to translate ourselves to ourselves and to each other.
At this Holy Instant, we celebrate the Birth of Jesus Christ
Into the great religions of the world.
We jubilate the precious advent of trust.
We shout with glorious tongues the coming of hope.
All the earth’s tribes loosen their voices to celebrate the promise of
Peace.
We, Angels and Mortals, Believers and Nonbelievers,
Look heavenward and speak the word aloud.
Peace.
We look at our world and speak the word aloud.
Peace.
We look at each other, then into ourselves,
And we say without shyness or apology or hesitation:
Peace, My Brother.
Peace, My Sister.
Peace, My Soul
--Maya Angelou
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