Sunday, October 27, 2013

power

Ozymandias- Percy Bysshe Shelley

I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

In “Ozymandias,” Percy Shelley points out that power, no matter how great, is often only temporary. He discusses a commanding leader, Ozymandias, but contrasts his greatness with the decay of a toppled statue. The name Ozymandias refers to Ramses II, the third pharaoh of the Nineteenth Dynasty of Egypt and one of the most powerful and most influential of the Egyptian pharaohs. As the poem itself says, Ozymandias describes himself as the “King of Kings,” almost as if to put himself above human power in saying that he was even above the rulers of the humans, the kings. This attitude if further displayed in the following line of the inscription. Ozymandias took pride in his “works,” as can be seen by his flaunting of them on his statue. These works are representative of his mark on the world – his power.

However, the traveler shows how completely that power has vanished in his description of the statue’s state. He starts at the base of the statue, describing the legs as “trunkless,” suggesting that they have no solid base, a description extended to the power of Ozymandias. Although the statue was once stable standing tall and capable of holding its own weight, like the empire and leader it was meant to celebrate, it has crumbled to the ground, inevitably worn down by the ruthless minions of nature and time.

The traveler continues with the face of the statue, mentioning its “shattered visage.” Just as the head of a government or country is thought to be the embodiment of that government or country, this visage does the same. The head of the statue can be associated with all of the power that Ozymandias and his empire possessed. However, like the visage shattered on the ground, the power has also fallen to pieces. What used to look down on others, flaunting a high position above them, has fallen, both figuratively and literally, to the ground, the lowest of the low. However, it’s important to note that the visage has not disappeared completely, merely been shattered. The power the Ozymandias wielded has been shattered, unable to hold its original authority, but it a shadow still remains. The shattered face is not the same as a face, but it still brings back the memory of the face and everything that the face represented. In the same way, Ozymandias’ power lives in the influence it had on modern culture, but it continues in such a way that cannot be considered true power, regardless of how fearsome it may have been before.

By drawing on Ozymandias’ statue to bring out the essence of Ozymandias’ power, Shelley makes an important connection. Power is just like any other material good. At the moment, it may be exquisite, enviable, unrivaled. Despite this, very few material goods can withstand the ultimate power of time unscathed. In the same way, power very rarely withstands time. Whether it be power within a household, school, city, state, country, or planet, time changes and authority changes constantly, an endlessly ticking clock that never stays in the same place for long.

Sunday, October 20, 2013

reality

Grendel- John Gardner
Allegory of the Cave- Plato

Plato’s allegory of the cave discusses reality – our own personal realities. Grendel deals with quite a similar topic, making them perfect for comparisons. When we first began our comparisons in class, some characters and objects seemed to be clear cut parallels, while others seemed fuzzy. But looking back even the clear cut comparisons have begun to turn fuzzy and those that were already fuzzy have caused me to spiral down in confusion.

There were several symbols in particular that we examined: the prisoners, the cave, the shadows, the light, and the sun. The prisoners we agreed to be those that are child-like and unenlightened, just like the men in the cave that were not privy to the secrets of the ‘real’ world. They exist in a reality that encompasses only one aspect of a greater, more complete reality. The cave was then the limitation of their reality, perhaps resulting from close-mindedness that prevents ‘prisoners’ from seeing through to the true situation or their perception of what they see inevitably limiting what they understand of the situation. The shadows that danced across the cave walls were identified as the prisoner’s perception itself. Although the object itself was behind them, all the prisoners could see was the shadow in front, clearly representing a difference between the ‘truth’ of the environment and how the ‘prisoners’ understand and perceive that truth. The light that allows the freed man to see and understand the real objects is the truth of the world, how it really is outside of any single person’s interpretation. It then follows that the sun, the source of light in the world that is necessary for the survival of the world, was the source of all truth, comparable to a god. Not just someone or something that knew what the truth was, but the one that had created truth itself.

So how does all of that appear in Grendel? Naturally we began with the prisoners, matching them almost automatically with the nature that surrounded Grendel, as well as the people the Grendel looked down upon for all their “theories” and religion. However, as I thought about it more, I recalled a passage near the end of Plato’s allegory. When the freed man returns to cave, his perspective has been changed in what we would identify as a positive way. However, the men who remained in the cave, because of their lack of enlightenment, believed themselves to be the enlightened ones while the man who returned from the outside world was below them. Could that not also be the case with the nature and humans that Grendel looked down upon? What if it was, in fact, Grendel that did not truly understand, not privy to the truth, and because of that he saw those surrounding him as unenlightened? All of a sudden, nature did not seem like such an obvious prisoner.

The light and sun brought about even more confusion, in particular, the shaper. The shaper was the one that created the truth for the humans, telling them what happened, yet what he tells them is not always what really happened. He is the creator of truth, but his truths…are not actually true. So is he the sun, creating what truth is and shaping the world of the humans? Is he even the light, the truth of the world? Or is maybe the fire that burned in the cave, shedding light on what happened, but in the process distorting the truth, just as the fire shed light but created the shadows that became a false reality? We also entertained the thought that perhaps it was the mysterious presence that Grendel felt around him that was truly the sun, the creator of truth who had yet to fully reveal himself. As you may have noticed, there are very few statements at this point, instead replaced by questions and musings. But perhaps this confusion too is caused by my own cave keeping me from understanding the greater reality. Or maybe, just maybe, it is a sign that I’m being freed.

Sunday, October 13, 2013

wakariaeru

Winesburg, Ohio- Sherwood Anderson
Naked- Spyair

Throughout Winesburg, Ohio, Sherwood Anderson explores the concepts of loneliness and an inability to communicate. I was recently listening to music when I was struck by several phrases with an extremely similar message in a song that began to play. The song was “Naked” by Spyair, which begins with:

「誰にも会いたくはない」
そんな夜が僕にだってあるけど
ひとりが好きなわけじゃない
ただ、誰といても 分かり合える気がしなくて

“I don’t want to see anyone”
I’ve had those kinds of nights.
It’s not that I like one person,
It’s just that no matter who I’m with, I feel like we can’t understand each other.

This feeling of being unable to be understood is a plague that affects a large number of the residents of Winesburg, Ohio. It starts at the very beginning of Winesburg, Ohio with Wing Biddlebaum in “Hands.” Since his hands and their actions had been so misunderstood when he was a teacher, Wing Biddlebaum does not have the courage to communicate. He symbolically “wanted to keep [his hands] way.” Considering that Wing’s method of communicating with others is by passing his dreams on through his hands, by hiding his hands he is hiding his thoughts and dreams because, as the song lyrics so aptly phrase it, he feels he can’t be understood. “Mother” contains a similar example with Elizabeth Willard. She spends most of her time coped up in her house, not interacting with anyone since no one would be able to understand her. The examples continue in “Teacher” with Kate Swift. The teacher frequently walks around at night all alone, not interacting with anyone, which makes her quite a mystery to the rest of the town. As Anderson says, “no one in Winesburg would have suspected” what kind of person Kate Swift was. As that line implies, the residents of Winesburg don’t understand Kate, leading to her to be isolated just like the speaker in the song “Naked.”

But these examples, both in the book and in the song, aren’t people who are content to be isolated. The lyrics of “Naked” continue later on in the song with the phrases:

なぜだろう? こんなに人恋しいのに. . .
少しづつ 僕のハートを話せるかな?

Why is it? I long for people this much . . .
Little by little, I wonder if you’ll be able to understand my heart.

Just as the lyrics show, Wing Biddlebaum, Elizabeth Willard, and Kate Swift all try to find someone, anyone, that will understand them. For all of them, that person happens to be George Willard. Wing Biddlebaum tries to convey his dreams to George, saying, “You must begin to dream. From this time on you must shut your ears to the roaring of voices.” Wing himself was defeated by the opinions of others. Fearing what others might think, he hid away his expressive hands. By conveying that message to George, he attempts to send his dreams to someone that will understand so that his dreams will continue to live on. Elizabeth similarly tries to communicate with her son and live vicariously through him when she prods him to interact with others and be understood, saying “I think you had better go out among the boys. You are too much indoors.” As Elizabeth herself feels trapped by staying indoors the vast majority of the time without anyone to talk with and understand her, she tries to convey that loneliness to her son with her words and hopes that her loneliness will be understood by someone. Kate Swift is the same, hoping to be able to lean on someone and be understood, she goes to George Willard and “[lets] her body fall heavily against him.” Contrasted with her usual nights of walking alone, Kate’s dependence on George is an attempt to finally be understood by someone.

However, the song has one more phrase that once again matches Winesburg perfectly.

なぜだい? こんなに近くにいるるのに遠い
言葉をかわすたびに ひとりになる

Why is it? We’re so close yet so far
When we talk, I become alone.

Although Wing, Elizabeth, and Kate all try to connect with George and be understood by him, just like the speaker of the song, they are unable to truly communicate. When Wing realizes that he’s touching George with his hands in his excitement, his way of communicating, he becomes frightened, dreading misunderstanding, and withdraws back into himself as he “[thrusts] his hands deep into his trousers pockets.” Anderson is even clearer in the lack of proper communication between George and his mother, outright stating, “The communion between George Willard and his mother was outwardly a formal thing without meaning.” They were unable to get past the outer appearance of understanding. In the case of Kate Swift, George himself realizes that there is something missing in their communication as he says, “I have missed something Kate Swift was trying to tell me.”

This idea of a need to communicate runs through both the song and the book, yet in both, the characters don’t always find the happy understanding that they’re searching for.

Sunday, October 6, 2013

love song and winesburg

Winesburg, Ohio- Sherwood Anderson
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock- T.S. Eliot

Although Winesburg, Ohio and “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” seem very different, closer comparison shows that they share some striking similarities. One idea that reoccurs in both works is the contrast between youth and age. Throughout Winesburg, many of the stories center around people who have already grown old, looking back on their experiences and youth.

In “Hands,” Wing Biddlebaum recalls his youth as a teacher and the dreams he had and wished to transfer to his students. These hopes and dreams are contrasted with his current aged state through his hands. When he was youthful, his hands were free and expressive. However, now in his age he finds himself self-conscious of his hands, hiding them away as if they were something to be afraid of. As he looks back on the freedom of youth, he regrets to some extent, but at the same time is over taken by nostalgia, which becomes yet another comparison between youth and age when Wing, in his old age, imparts his wisdom to the young George Willard, saying “You must begin to dream. From this time on you must shut your ears to the roaring of the voices.”

Reading “Mother” reveals a similar pattern. Elizabeth, now in her later years, does little more than sit by her window, watching the world go by but never actually participating in it or interacting with anyone outside of her home. This inactive, almost trapped, lifestyle is completely different from the freedom she possessed as a young girl. She thinks of her life before marriage, roaming free with “the traveling men” and trying to find what exactly she wanted to with her life. However, despite the fact that Elizabeth no longer lives that youthful life, she still expresses a longing for that lifestyle. She says to her son, George Willard, “I think you had better fo out among the boys. You are too much indoors.” Too Elizabeth, who is trapped by the decaying house she lives in, still value and longs for the outside world, as is shown by her belief that being engaged in that outside world is what is best for her son.

The speaker of “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” describes a similar situation, contrasting between the youth the speaker longs for and the old age that the speaker is experiencing. This can particularly be seen in the last section of the poem, where the speaker says outright “I grow old…I grow old.” However, the speaker then conveys a longing to return to his days of youth. “I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. . . Do I dare eat a peach?” As rolling the bottoms of your trousers was a very youthful thing to do, by doing so, the speaker hopes to return once again to his days of youth. Yet at the same time, the speaker, like Wing and Elizabeth, realizes the futility of pursuing a vanished passed, causing the uncertainty in the question “Do I dare eat a peach?” A peach, juicy and full of flavor and life, perfectly symbolizes youth, and it this symbol of youth that the speaker is unsure about biting into, knowing that there can be no true return to youth. However, just as Wing and Elizabeth express their nostalgia to George, the speaker does the same with the reader, talking of mermaids, yet another symbol of youth, being mythical creature that always seems to be young and breathtakingly beautiful. However, in the end, he acknowledges that it is his fate to be old. “I do not think that they will sing to me,” the speaker says of the mermaids, knowing that their youthfulness will not reach him.

This contrast between youth and age in both works brings to mind both defeat and hope. The defeat comes in the form of the aged acknowledging their age and inability to return to the youth that they long for. However, because of their nostalgia, they are able to see the hope for the current youth and encourage them, because age has yet to overcome them.