Monday, September 21, 2009

The importance of style

I have been grinding these past few days or weeks over this book. It has quickly become one of the best written novels i have ever read and yet, one of the darkest. Not dark in a modern graphic fashion (see gothmo kids) but in a very real and moving way. Again i am not moved to depression or anything like that but its just very deep seated. It is like when-over the weekend- i watched Titus Andronicus. For those who have no seen this movie or read the play, i cannot describe to you the sheer horror of this film. But it was good! the same type of awful things play out as they would in that alleged movie Saw (stupid.) but in Titus it was something.
With Nabokov and obviously with Shakespeare i feel almost anything could be poetry.The class list for example. And i don't say this simply because they are who they are, but because i feel it when i read it.
This semester was my first one back after about a year out of school. The first two books i've read were an autobiography and a book about a pederast. But i've pined over them! it is a petro-rainbow.
Caliban- Be no afreard; 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 sometimes voices
That, if I then had waked after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again; and then i dreaming,
The clouds methought would ope and show riches
ready to drop upon me, that, when i waked
I cried to dream again.

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