the wandering americanist

American Literature. Graduate School. Oh, and uh..fast cars, danger, fire, and knives.

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"The Rube is a social liability with [her] attacks as [she] calls them." - Burroughs, shamelessly (or -fully) mutilated

Friday, December 01, 2006

upon ever so pleasantly being (ahem! pardon.) absorbed into the bowels of the earth!!

I've made more progress in ATD despite all of the Symmes/Poe mania. Expect an ATD update in short order. But yes, Poe's Antarctic voyage narratives are so ravishingly gorgeous. "MS Found in a Bottle" served as a particularly absorbing hammock read last night. The physics in the story are so funky that I had to draw a little sketch in the bottom right hand corner of a page of my B&N Classics edition...and even with the visual representation, nothing made sense...

It' s a fantastic little story though. Very calmly told and, presumably, relatively neatly written, seeing as everyone seems to carefully ignoring the fact that they are soon to be...well...how might one put this politely...
ABSORBED INTO THE BOWELS OF THE EARTH!!!

(The tongue of ignorance!!!) (inside joke. read Nabokov's Transparent Things.)
(Oh, and Byron's Don Juan's "what...!!!") (other inside joke. look at the cover of the Penguin Don Juan.)

But yeah, the ocean is only, you know, rushing into four MOUTHS around them...and the Pole is likely, according to Poe's endnote, "represented by a black rock, towering to a prodigious height." But yes, if you, by any chance, are familiar with Poe's Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym, you totally know how this goes...yeah. It's wild. Also, if you've read that book and love it anywhere near as much as I do, shoot me a comment and we'll schedule a rendezvous/wedding date in Vegas. I love AGP so much that I care not your gender.

"So let's do it, let's fall in love."

Oh yeah, I just thought of something funny for other AGP fans and/or Byron scholars. The Newfoundland on the ship, hilarious. When I first read the book, I got SO TERRIFIED! See (hah) I was convinced the dog was not real. Trippy, yes? Yes...moreso than you can possibly imagine. I was convinced he was going to wake up or something, or be rescued, and the dog was not going to be real, which is creepy because, as the formerly initiated are aware, the dog has that note about the mutiny...so that would make everything really strange.

Actually, maybe I'll write a PoMo adaptation of the book where the dog isn't real, the boat isn't real, the ocean isn't real and everything is a dream in the mind of...the white figure. Hey, that might be a really awesome (and awesomely unjustified) reading of the book. But that would be awesome.

Oh, but yes, the Byron/AGP thing. Boatswain!?! Whenever I first read a Byron bio (go down to Character) I laughed for like an hour. I mean, I know everyone was giving their Newfound novelties nautical names...but then Byron gave Boatswain a lavish burial...and the poem...it was absolutely hilarious. Definitely check it out (no Beastie Boys! no!) if you are previously uninitiated.

Well I'm off to read Poe, Borges, and Melville. So...super profundo on the eve of your day.

Oh, and this is so true!

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