Saturday, September 25, 2010

For Tuesday: Heart of Darkness, Part II (46-71)

NOTE: Even though I said we would finish Heart of Darkness for Tuesday, it's so incredibly rich that I think we should go slower and only focus on Part II for Tuesday.  That said, if you feel compelled to finish the work for Tuesday by all means do so; we will tackle Part III on Thursday. 

A few passages to consider a close reading (or at least a further examination of ):

Page 51: "The earth seemed unearhtly.  We are accustomed to look upon the shackled form of a conquered monster, but there--there you could look at a thing monstrous and free.  It was unearthly, and the men were--No, they were not inhuman.  Well, you know, that was the worst of it--the suspicion of their not being inhuman."

Page 61: "then suddenly, as though a veil had been removed from my eyes, I made out, deep in the tangled gloom, naked breasts, arms, legs, glaring eyes--the bush was swarming with human limbs in movement, glistneing, of brozen colour.  The twigs shook, swayed, and rustled, the arrows flew out of them, and then the sutter came to..."

Page 64: "They say the hair goes on growing sometimes, but this--ah--specimen was impressively bald.  The wilderness has patted him on the head, and, behold, it was like a ball--an ivory ball; it had caressed him, and --lo!--he had withered: it had taken him, loved him, embraced him, got into his veins, consumed his flesh, and sealed his soul to its own by the inconcievable ceremonies of some devilish initiation."

Page 65: "He had taken a high seat amongst the devils of the land--I mean literally.  You can't undetrstand.  How could you?--with solid pavement under your feet, surrounded by kind neighbors ready to cheer you or fall on you, stepping delicately between the butcher and the policeman, in the holy terror of scandal and gallows and lunatic asylums--how can you imagine what particular region of the first ages a man's untrammeled feet may take him into by the way of solitude..."

Page 69: 'Don't you talk with Mr. Kurtz?' I said.  'You don't talk with that man--you listen to him,' he exclaimed, with severe exaltation...'I tell you,' he cried, 'this man has enlarged my mind.'  He opened his arms wide, staring at me with his little blue eyes that were perfectly round."   

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