Mark Z. Danielewski, 2000 — Exhibits and Appendices
Six sets of instructions for picture plates that Zampanò planned for the end of his book but never made.
Johnny says Zampanò never finished these plates. What is left is only a list of instructions, so the reader gets the plan for the pictures and not the pictures.
EXHIBITS Though never completed, Zampano left the following instructions for a series of plates he planned to include at the end of The Navidson Record.
A full-page picture printed in a book, often on special paper.
EXHIBITS Though never completed, Zampano left the following instructions for a series of plates he planned to include at the end of The Navidson Record.
Zampanò wanted pictures of buildings from ancient Egypt and Mycenae through Greece, Rome, the Gothic, the Renaissance, the Baroque and Neoclassicism to today. He wanted the parts of a façade drawn: doorways, pediments, gables, columns, capitals, entablatures.
The reference to “the bibliography in Chapter IX” points back to the long lists of architects and buildings in that chapter’s footnotes.
ONE Instructions: § Provide pictorial examples of architecture ranging from early Egyptian, Mycenaean, Greek, and Roman to Gothic, early Renaissance, Baroque, Neoclassical, and the present.
Of Mycenae, the Greek Bronze Age civilisation (about 1600–1100 BC).
ONE Instructions: § Provide pictorial examples of architecture ranging from early Egyptian, Mycenaean, Greek, and Roman to Gothic, early Renaissance, Baroque, Neoclassical, and the present.
A rich, curved, dramatic European style of the 1600s and early 1700s.
ONE Instructions: § Provide pictorial examples of architecture ranging from early Egyptian, Mycenaean, Greek, and Roman to Gothic, early Renaissance, Baroque, Neoclassical, and the present.
An 18th–19th century style that copies ancient Greek and Roman buildings.
ONE Instructions: § Provide pictorial examples of architecture ranging from early Egyptian, Mycenaean, Greek, and Roman to Gothic, early Renaissance, Baroque, Neoclassical, and the present.
The low triangle above the columns on the front of a classical building.
ONE Instructions: § Provide pictorial examples of architecture ranging from early Egyptian, Mycenaean, Greek, and Roman to Gothic, early Renaissance, Baroque, Neoclassical, and the present. § Emphasize floor plans, doorways, pediments, gables, columns, capitals, entablatures, and windows.
The triangular upper part of a wall under the two slopes of a roof.
ONE Instructions: § Provide pictorial examples of architecture ranging from early Egyptian, Mycenaean, Greek, and Roman to Gothic, early Renaissance, Baroque, Neoclassical, and the present. § Emphasize floor plans, doorways, pediments, gables, columns, capitals, entablatures, and windows.
The decorated top part of a column.
ONE Instructions: § Provide pictorial examples of architecture ranging from early Egyptian, Mycenaean, Greek, and Roman to Gothic, early Renaissance, Baroque, Neoclassical, and the present. § Emphasize floor plans, doorways, pediments, gables, columns, capitals, entablatures, and windows.
The horizontal band of stone that lies on top of a row of columns.
ONE Instructions: § Provide pictorial examples of architecture ranging from early Egyptian, Mycenaean, Greek, and Roman to Gothic, early Renaissance, Baroque, Neoclassical, and the present. § Emphasize floor plans, doorways, pediments, gables, columns, capitals, entablatures, and windows.
Hand shadows (shadowgraphy) are animal shapes made with the hands in front of a lamp. The two books named here are real hobby books: Phila H. Webb and Jane Corby, The Little Book of Hand Shadows (1990), and Sati Achath and Bala Chandran, Fun With Hand Shadows (1996), which even includes shadows of Margaret Thatcher and Michael Jackson.
The plate joins a serious study of darkness with a child’s game of shapes made out of darkness.
TWO Instructions: § Provide examples of hand shadows ranging from crabs, snails, rabbits, and turtles to dragons, panthers, tigers, and kangaroos.
Potassium–argon, rubidium–strontium, samarium–neodymium and uranium–lead dating are real methods that tell the age of rock from the slow decay of radioactive isotopes. They recall the rock sample from the house that the scientists dated as older than the solar system (Chapter XVI).
THREE Instructions: § Illustrate date determination techniques utilizing potassium-40/argon40, rubidium-87/strontium-87, and samarium-147/neodymium-143.
One form of a chemical element with a different number of neutrons; some isotopes decay at a known rate.
THREE Instructions: § Illustrate date determination techniques utilizing potassium-40/argon40, rubidium-87/strontium-87, and samarium-147/neodymium-143. § Provide table for uranium-235 and -238 found in lead isotopes.
A folder of data Zampanò mentions. The Editors’ note says only “Missing.” Many promised documents in this back matter are missing in the same way.
THREE Instructions: § Illustrate date determination techniques utilizing potassium-40/argon40, rubidium-87/strontium-87, and samarium-147/neodymium-143. § Provide table for uranium-235 and -238 found in lead isotopes. § Include all data in Zero Folder.428 428Missing.
An exact copy of a document.
FOUR Instructions: § Reproduce all facsimiles of The Reston Interview and The Last Interview.429 429Missing.
Transcripts of two interviews from the film. Again the Editors report them as missing.
FOUR Instructions: § Reproduce all facsimiles of The Reston Interview and The Last Interview.429 429Missing.
AFM 64-5 was the US Air Force survival manual, issued to air crews. It teaches how to live through a crash in wild country: shelter, food, direction-finding. Zampanò asks for one page of it. The Editors’ note sends the reader to Appendix II-C, where Johnny’s collages show it.
FIVE Instructions: § Duplicate page 2-33 in Air Force Manual 64-5 (15 August 1969).49° 430See Appendix II-C.
The Sheehan Clinician Rated Anxiety Scale (by the psychiatrist David Sheehan) and the Marks and Mathews Fear Questionnaire (1979) are real clinical tests for anxiety and phobia. Karen’s filled-in forms and her patient numbers are invented.
SIX Instructions: § Reproduce Karen’s completed Sheehan Clinician Rated Anxiety Scale as well as her Marks and Mathews Phobia Scale.43!
Isaac Marks (born 1935) is a British psychiatrist and a pioneer of behaviour therapy for fear and phobia. Living with Fear (1978) and Fears, Phobias, and Rituals (1987) are his real books. The Encyclopedia of Phobias, Fears, and Anxieties (1989) by Ronald M. Doctor and Ada P. Kahn is also real; the book lists “Ronald Doctor” twice, in two forms.
Date of Birth: July 24¢, Patient ID: 002700 § For interpretation and examples see Isaac M. Marks’ Living with Fear (McGraw-Hill, 1978); Isaac M.
Johnny introduces Zampanò’s other writings, then gives the film’s outline and a list of possible chapter titles.
Johnny says Zampanò wrote much outside The Navidson Record. He chose journal entries, poems and a letter to a newspaper to show more of the old man’s personality.
Appendix Zampano produced a great deal of material outside of The Navidson Record.
A list of the film’s parts, from the “Five and a Half Minute Hallway” to Exploration #5 and “The End”. One part, “What Some Have Thought”, has a star: it was not in the final release.
The release history gives three dates: the short “The Five and a Half Minute Hallway” (1990), the short “Exploration #4” (1991) and the full film (1993). The outline writes “A Brief History Of How [sic] I Love”; the film’s title elsewhere is “Who I Love”.
Zampanò’s working titles for Chapters I–XXIII, for example “Echo” (V), “The Labyrinth” (IX), “Science” (XVI), “Passion” (XXIII). The title of Chapter XIII, “The Minotaur”, is struck through in red, like the struck-out Minotaur passages in the main text.
Possible Chapter Titles Chapter Ta tia 66528 4p ted AEH hed eRe 15a E .The Film Chante TY ois ns ca 8 8 BHF EERE ORG BI Fes ee SS .
“Ftaires” is “Staires” printed with the old long s (ſ), which looks like an f. It copies 17th-century spelling.
Thomas West, Lord De La Warr (1577–1618), was the English governor of the Virginia colony at Jamestown in 1610. Chapter XVIII tells the history of the land under Ash Tree Lane back to those colonists.
… 3 ities gaa te Cone tee ee nee de wee Science Chapa VIL. sca. ins ce et ba as Oe Bene ees Reasons Chapter XVIII. . . .Ftaires! or De la Warr or The History of Ash Tree Lane Chapter SIX.
Delial is the name Navidson gives to the subject of his Pulitzer photograph, the dying child in Sudan. Zampanò planned to use the name as a chapter title.
3 i dic i cose abo pa eee bre eee RE PE eS ee Delial CHAREE I oie 6 Greig and alate OE Ca eae Ee tee A .The Return Chanter 20K ris ha edie nein aR Has d e-8 N .
Dated journal entries, 1955–1996. “Original” means Zampanò’s own hand; the letters A, B, C… mark entries that his readers wrote down for him.
A twist of the old New England saying “light dawns over Marblehead” (Marblehead is a town in Massachusetts). The saying means “at last I understand”. Zampanò notes the phrase and asks what it means, so the joke is on him.
It lights my way. [Original ] April 17, 1955 Then are we inhabited by history? [Original | September 4, 1955 Light dawns and marble heads.
Joseph Kittinger (1928–2022), a US Air Force officer, jumped from a balloon at about 31 km on 16 August 1960, the highest parachute jump of his time. Zampanò’s entry, two weeks later, makes a pun on “fall” (autumn and falling).
What the hell does this mean? [Original } June 3, 1959 This terror that hunts. [Typed | August 29, 1960 Captain Kittinger, you brought us an early fall this year.
A monument to a dead person whose body lies somewhere else.
The finest cenotaph, [Typed] November 1, 1968 (e) (a) A sun to read the dark.
French for “to shoot (people) like rabbits”: to kill men who cannot defend themselves. The Editors translate it in footnote 433. The phrase is used of soldiers killed in large numbers.
The finest cenotaph, [Typed] November 1, 1968 (e) (a) A sun to read the dark. [Typed | November 2, 1968 Tirer comme des lapins.4* [Original] December 8, 1968 God grant me distraction.
“To shoot like rabbits”: to kill people who cannot fight back.
The finest cenotaph, [Typed] November 1, 1968 (e) (a) A sun to read the dark. [Typed | November 2, 1968 Tirer comme des lapins.4* [Original] December 8, 1968 God grant me distraction.
A bitter change of the Serenity Prayer, “God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change”. Zampanò asks for distraction instead of peace.
The finest cenotaph, [Typed] November 1, 1968 (e) (a) A sun to read the dark. [Typed | November 2, 1968 Tirer comme des lapins.4* [Original] December 8, 1968 God grant me distraction.
The Editors guess that each letter is a different person who took Zampanò’s dictation. The number of letters shows how many helpers he had over the years.
To “kill time” is a common English phrase for doing nothing while you wait. Entry [B] takes the phrase literally and describes the hour as a murder with no weapon and no body.
|B] March 14, 1969 Who has never killed an hour?
Planned before it is done (of a crime).
Not casually or without thought, but carefully: a premeditated murder of minutes.
Quiet acceptance of something bad that you cannot change.
The violence comes from a combination of giving up, not caring, and a resignation that getting past it is all you can hope to accomplish.
To question closely; here, to examine oneself honestly.
… can anticipate; who sees the world for what it is; and consequently bears the burden of everyone’s tomorrow with unprecedented wisdom and honor because he is one of the very few who has successfully interrogated his own nature.
A small open boat with oars or a small sail.
He will fulfill a promise I made years ago but failed to keep. [Typed ] December 15, 1974 As often as I have lingered on Hudson in his shallop, I have in the late hours turned my thoughts to Quesada and Molino’s journey across those shallow waters, wondering aloud what they said, what they thought, what gods came to keep them or leave …
In 1611 Henry Hudson’s crew mutinied in Hudson Bay and set him adrift in a small open boat (a shallop) with his young son. In 1520, on Magellan’s voyage, Captain Gaspar de Quesada led a mutiny; his servant Luis de Molino was forced to execute him.
Both stories appeared in Chapter IX. This entry is the journal passage Chapter IX quoted in its footnotes, and it announces a poem, The Song of Quesada and Molino, by an author whose name is blacked out.
… I made years ago but failed to keep. [Typed ] December 15, 1974 As often as I have lingered on Hudson in his shallop, I have in the late hours turned my thoughts to Quesada and Molino’s journey across those shallow waters, wondering aloud what they said, what they thought, what gods came to keep them or leave them, and what in those dark waves they finally saw of …
In a telegram, the word that marks the end of a sentence (instead of a full stop).
April 29, 1975 Mother wants you to call home STOP It is 105 degrees and rising STOP White Christmas indeed!
On 29 April 1975, US Armed Forces Radio in Saigon announced “the temperature is 105 degrees and rising” and then played Bing Crosby’s “White Christmas”. This was the secret signal for Americans to leave the city before it fell. Entry [D] is written like a telegram, where “STOP” marks the end of a sentence.
“Bada-Bing, Bada-Bang” plays on Bing Crosby’s name and on the sound of the bombs.
April 29, 1975 Mother wants you to call home STOP It is 105 degrees and rising STOP White Christmas indeed!
Zampanò imagines creating in the dark a son who lives beyond his own invention. The entry speaks of a promise he made and did not keep. It is one of the few places where Zampanò’s own loss shows through.
American slang for “just like that”, used of something done quickly; here also sounds of bombs.
Bada-Bing, Bada-Bang, Bada-Gone!
To move slowly into a space or time that belongs to something else.
As age encroached upon his sensibilities and form, he longed for something with enough vitality to endure.
The guardian angel of Ezekiel 28 who blocks a way; a force that holds a person back.
But the covering cherub of his Lothario days had stayed with him and was no longer so angelic.
A Lothario is a man who seduces many women (from a character in Nicholas Rowe’s 1703 play The Fair Penitent). The “covering cherub” is the angel in Ezekiel 28:14 who guards a place and blocks the way; William Blake and the critic Harold Bloom used it for a force that blocks a man from what he wants.
In entry [F] the guardian angel of a young man’s affairs becomes the thing that keeps the old man from love.
But the covering cherub of his Lothario days had stayed with him and was no longer so angelic.
A man who seduces many women.
But the covering cherub of his Lothario days had stayed with him and was no longer so angelic.
“To infinity”: again and again without end.
It haunted him, guarded him, kept him from intimacy, promising the ash dry glory of so many toppling relationships, toppling like dominos, one after another, ad infinitum, or at least until he died, [G] August 30, 1988 ‘He wanted to go to bed with her immediately, pull the sheets around them, dig his toes into the mattress, her heals pushing against …
Zampanò plays with sounds: a maze, amazing, “May zing”, M.A.s (university degrees), maize (corn, as in a maze cut in a corn field). He asks the reader to let an old man play.
… dig his toes into the mattress, her heals pushing against his calves, her fingers running rivers along his sides, But these days fantasies flourish and die like summer flies.” [Typed ] March 18, 1989 A maze. Amazing maze.
Corn (the grain plant); a pun on “maze”.
M.A.s in the bush or amidst the maize.
Entry [H] complains about a smell in the apartment and blames the young woman who reads to him. Zampanò is blind and needs readers; he doubts she can also take dictation.
I am certain that girl is at fault.
To write down what someone says.
find out soon if she can transcribe) and she can flirt.
To bet; to be almost sure.
But I wager she has failed to take the garbage out.
Günter Nitschke (born 1934) is a German architect who writes about space in Japanese architecture and gardens. Christian Norberg-Schulz (1926–2000) was a Norwegian architect and theorist, known for the idea of genius loci, the “spirit of a place”. Both write on how people experience space.
I cannot even discuss Giinter Nitschke or Norberg-Schulz.
Glas is a book by the French philosopher Jacques Derrida. Its pages run in two columns, one on Hegel and one on Jean Genet, with text inserted in the gaps. Its layout is a model for books like this one. John P. Leavey, Jr. and Richard Rand made the English translation (1986), which Zampanò must accept when he cannot get the French original.
I merely wanted Glas (Paris: Editions Galilée, 1974).
Pigs; used as an insult for bad people.
But the bastards reply it is unavailable. Swine.
A very cruel and shocking act.
Rand will have to do. [7] April 22, 1991 An atrocity sinking into waters of darkness; without order or bars of earth; where light must mean shadow and reason dies in the hold: (((((((((((Jonah in the belly of the beast)))))))))))) 1] May 3, 1991 Stars …
The space below the deck of a ship, where cargo is stored.
Rand will have to do. [7] April 22, 1991 An atrocity sinking into waters of darkness; without order or bars of earth; where light must mean shadow and reason dies in the hold: (((((((((((Jonah in the belly of the beast)))))))))))) 1] May 3, 1991 Stars to live by.
In the Book of Jonah, a great fish swallows the prophet, and he lives three days in its belly. The rows of brackets around the words enclose Jonah inside layer after layer, like the house enclosing its explorers.
Rand will have to do. [7] April 22, 1991 An atrocity sinking into waters of darkness; without order or bars of earth; where light must mean shadow and reason dies in the hold: (((((((((((Jonah in the belly of the beast)))))))))))) 1] May 3, 1991 Stars to live by.
An echo of John Masefield’s poem “Sea-Fever” (1902): “a tall ship and a star to steer her by”. Zampanò extends the line to living and dying.
… of darkness; without order or bars of earth; where light must mean shadow and reason dies in the hold: (((((((((((Jonah in the belly of the beast)))))))))))) 1] May 3, 1991 Stars to live by. Stars to steer by.
Hindi/Urdu: “Do you see anything?” “Nothing, sir.” Sahib was the word Indians used for a European master in colonial India. A short exchange about looking and seeing nothing.
Stars to die by. (] May 26, 1991 Kutch Dekta? Kutch Nahin, Sahib.
“Sir, master”: a respectful title, used in colonial India for Europeans.
Kutch Nahin, Sahib.
Sleep (literary).
Kutch Nahin, Sahib. [7] May 30, 1991 Do not wake me from this slumber, but be assured that just as I have wept much, I have also wandered many roads with my thoughts.
These words come from Sophocles’ Oedipus the King: Oedipus tells the people of Thebes that he has wept much and wandered many ways in thought. Oedipus later blinds himself, so the quote suits the blind Zampanò. The next line plays on “eye”, “Aye” and “I”.
Kutch Nahin, Sahib. [7] May 30, 1991 Do not wake me from this slumber, but be assured that just as I have wept much, I have also wandered many roads with my thoughts.
Entry [J] shows the dictation from the other side: the helper wrote down even Zampanò’s angry shouting, because he told her to. The next entry mocks both long and short books.
Yes, of course write it down!
The planned route of a journey.
I am referring to the itinerary I followed.
A very dirty or unpleasant place (rude).
I still walk out into that dusty courtyard and stand amazed, amazed that I should have ended up stuck in such a shithole, then I think to myself “Not only did you end up here, you are going to die here too!”
A twist of the proverb “In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king” (from Erasmus; used by H. G. Wells in “The Country of the Blind”). Zampanò, blind, lives in a poor courtyard building in Hollywood and expects to die there.
Of course Hollywood is the land of the blind with churches for the blind so in my case it makes a certain sense.
An echo of Shakespeare’s Macbeth (Act 2, Scene 2), where after the murder Macbeth hears a voice cry “Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep.”
(M] April 3, 1992 Walls black like black waters when they are heavy and seem to belong to other seas. [M] December 3, 1992 Why can I sleep no more? [N] May 7, 1993 The house is history and history is uninhabited.
This line answers the 1955 entry “Then are we inhabited by history?” Across almost forty years Zampanò’s notes talk to each other.
(M] April 3, 1992 Walls black like black waters when they are heavy and seem to belong to other seas. [M] December 3, 1992 Why can I sleep no more? [N] May 7, 1993 The house is history and history is uninhabited.
In Greek myth Prometheus stole fire from the gods and gave it to people. Zeus chained him to a rock as punishment. Zampanò says Prometheus must have been a book: a thing that brings light and is bound.
… heavy and seem to belong to other seas. [M] December 3, 1992 Why can I sleep no more? [N] May 7, 1993 The house is history and history is uninhabited. [O] June 19, 1994 Prometheus, thief of light, giver of light, bound by the gods, must have been a book.
A lost animal with no home; also a thing that wanders from its place.
… The house is history and history is uninhabited. [O] June 19, 1994 Prometheus, thief of light, giver of light, bound by the gods, must have been a book. [O] November 11, 1994 Defend a stray’s hun?
Helper [P] copies a note from the margin of the Quesada and Molino entry. Most of it is struck through in red: an old man’s thoughts on young men, the stray, war (“I have killed many men”) and the bald gnome Error.
“Error” and his cave echo Edmund Spenser’s The Faerie Queene (Book I), where the knight fights the monster Error in her den. Footnote 173 connects the note back to Chapter IX.
“Paralipomena” means things left out of a work and added later as a supplement. In the Greek Bible the Books of Chronicles are called Paralipomenon. The true root is Greek para “beside” + leipein “to leave”; the entry’s dictionary-style note mixes in the Italian verb parare “to defend”, which is a false link. The whole appendix is a set of paralipomena.
[U] April 9, 1996 Paralipomena.
Things left out of a text and added later as a supplement.
[U] April 9, 1996 Paralipomena.
John Ruskin (1819–1900) was the leading English art critic of his time. In this book he names seven principles (“lamps”) of good building: Sacrifice, Truth, Power, Beauty, Life, Memory and Obedience.
PARA (It. imper. of parare defend) (leipo leave) omit. [X] October 2, 1996 All of which is pretty senseless without the beautiful light of Ruskin’s Seven Lamps of Architecture.
Zampanò’s neighbours talk about cats that die or disappear. Johnny’s introduction told of the cats around Zampanò’s building and the claw marks on his floor. “Redwood” is the name the book gave to the dark thing in the house (Chapter XIII); here Zampanò says he saw it once when young.
No one knows why .. .” Redwood.
The last entry, in Zampanò’s own hand, a few days before his death. It is addressed to an unnamed “you”, and it plays on “something” and “sum’ things”.
… about something, I wrote something, I napped and dreamt something too, and with all that something, I still have nothing because so much of sum’ things has always been and always will be you. I miss you.
Without feathers; bare.
Photographs of Zampanò’s scraps, a letter he sent to a newspaper in 1978, and his poems.
A photograph of a stained, nearly blank sheet with a few lines of faded handwriting and strips of tape. The words cannot be read.
A torn typed page from the close of Chapter XXIII, with handwritten corrections: the ambulance driver’s memory of the calm day and the banging screen door, the fence around the house, and Karen’s warning. The stamp in the margin reads “Returned [Undeliverable]”.
A burned scrap of Zampanò’s notes. It tells of settlers near Vancouver (a trading post founded by the Hudson’s Bay Company) who found stairs going down into the ground during a blizzard. The building on the spot, says the scrap, was destroyed when Mount St. Helens erupted (May 1980).
The company, the fort and the eruption are real; the stairs belong to the history of such places that Chapter XVIII tells.
435, a group of Washington settYérs wandered neoguver which had beén founded by the Hudson Bay, CO .
Top left: a typed draft on the letterhead of The Connaught, a luxury hotel in London. It proposes a much darker version of the story, in which the house kills both children; red notes discuss the root sense of a word as “to wound, tear, pull to pieces”.
Bottom: a handwritten note (printed upside down) about Navidson’s Hi8 cameras. Only his own exit is on tape, then a burst of static that may hide a visitor. It ends “Read that back to me”, a sign of dictation. Right: paper strips naming The Little Book of Hand Shadows and Air Force Manual 64-5, the Exhibit sources.
Holy or supernatural; filled with a sense of a divine presence.
A visitor, especially a ghost or a being from another world.
The killing of a child or baby.
In 1978 Zampanò writes from Venice, California, to the Los Angeles Herald-Examiner (a real daily paper, closed in 1989). He shows that a dealer named Kuellster sells new Ithaca 37 shotguns as rare World War II “trench guns”. He found the differences by touch, because he has been blind for over twenty years. The dealer had him thrown out as a drunk tramp, and the paper prints an apology.
D. Letter to the Editor 553
A military pump-action shotgun for close fighting, first used in World War I trenches.
September 17, 1978 In last week's article on collectibles, you reported that a man by the name of Kuellster had several World War II Ithaca Model 37 Trench guns for sale, As shotgun aficionados are well aware, this weapon is a rare find as only 1,420 were ever produced.
A person who knows much about a hobby and loves it.
September 17, 1978 In last week's article on collectibles, you reported that a man by the name of Kuellster had several World War II Ithaca Model 37 Trench guns for sale, As shotgun aficionados are well aware, this weapon is a rare find as only 1,420 were ever produced.
The Ithaca 37 is an American pump-action shotgun, made since 1937. A “trench gun” was the military version, with a heat shield and a bayonet mount. The Remington Model 10 is an older shotgun that also ejects shells from the bottom.
Parkerizing is a grey, dull, rust-proof finish used on later military guns; “blue finish” is the older glossy dark finish. Zampanò uses these small marks as proof.
Fortunately, the WWII Model 37 offers several distinguishing characteristics, including bottom loading, handy shell ejection similar to the Remington Model 10, a commercial blue finish, and standard sling swivels.
A small metal ring on a gun where a carrying strap is attached.
Fortunately, the WWII Model 37 offers several distinguishing characteristics, including bottom loading, handy shell ejection similar to the Remington Model 10, a commercial blue finish, and standard sling swivels.
Military; of war.
It also bears some important martial markings: a small “p” on the left side of the barrel; a flaming bomb and the letters RLB (inspector Lt.
The main metal body of a gun, which holds the moving parts.
Bowlin’s initials) on the left side of the receiver.
A small stamp on a gun that shows it passed a safety test.
Kuellster’s guns, however, all have a parkerized finish, lack swing swivels, and while there is a small letter proof “p” on the barrel, there is also one printed on the receiver.
Complete honesty (used here with irony).
Unfortunately when I presented my conclusion to Kuellster, he demonstrated his unparalleled probity by ordering a security guard to escort “this intoxicated indigent” from his store.
A very poor person.
Unfortunately when I presented my conclusion to Kuellster, he demonstrated his unparalleled probity by ordering a security guard to escort “this intoxicated indigent” from his store.
The poem that the 1974 journal entry promised to include “in its entirety”. The page has only the title and the Editors’ note: “Missing.”
The Song of Quesada and Molino 555
A poem about a summer when children do not see the signs of a dragon near their playground: a tail like a garden hose, a bone like a claw. In late August some children go to “that place” and never come back. The pun on “fall” (autumn and falling) returns.
That Place Summer broke on the backs of children, even though swings performed miracles and breezes sang psalms.
A holy song or hymn, especially from the Book of Psalms.
That Place Summer broke on the backs of children, even though swings performed miracles and breezes sang psalms.
A wild plant with sharp leaves and purple flowers.
A child, of course, could not recognize that fabled moo or the serpentine tail close to her feet, wound up among the thistle and milkweed like a hose.
A wild plant with milky sap and seeds on white silk.
A child, of course, could not recognize that fabled moo or the serpentine tail close to her feet, wound up among the thistle and milkweed like a hose.
Rainer Maria Rilke’s “Der Panther” (1902) describes a panther in a Paris zoo pacing behind bars until the world is only bars to him. Zampanò’s poem takes the same title and subject, but his panther hides his pain, waits, and expects the locks to break.
The Panther The panther paces.
“Light-dark”: strong contrast of light and shadow in a picture; here, hard to see clearly.
Waiting reminds him that clarity is painful but his pain is unreadable, obscure, chiaroscuro to their human senses.
The way a person or animal walks.
In time they will misread his gait, his moon mad eyes, the almost gentle way his tail caresses the bars.
Suffering accepted as payment for a sin.
In time they will mistake him for something else — without history, without the shadow of being, a creature without the penance of living.
Three lines to a “Natasha”, and a short rhymed poem about the angles of a woman’s wrists. For a blind poet, love at first sight is a strange title.
Love At First Sight Natasha, I love you despite knowing love is more than seeing you.
God’s care and control over what happens.
To measure their degree would solve the oldest questions — providence and alchemy answered in your gestures.
The old pseudo-science that tried to turn common metal into gold.
To measure their degree would solve the oldest questions — providence and alchemy answered in your gestures.
A North American ground animal, also called a groundhog.
Some say a mad mad hermit man lived here talking to himself and the woodchuck.
Andrew Wyeth (1917–2009) was an American painter of lonely farms and barns in Pennsylvania and Maine, in dry brown and red tones. The fragment also names Troy, the city the Greeks burned, as a black finger of charcoal in lake ice.
Forget love. Troy is nothing more than a black finger of charcoal frozen in lake ice.
A low wall along the edge of a roof, bridge or castle wall.
And near where the owl watches and the old bear dreams, the parapet of memory burns to the ground taking heaven with it.
Comfort in a time of sadness.
(Untitled Fragment) Little solace comes to those who grieve when thoughts keep drifting as walls keep shifting and this great blue world of ours seems a house of leaves moments before the wind.
The short fragment that contains the book’s title phrase. Walls shift and the world seems a house of leaves just before the wind comes.
(Untitled Fragment) Little solace comes to those who grieve when thoughts keep drifting as walls keep shifting and this great blue world of ours seems a house of leaves moments before the wind.
La Feuille is French for “the leaf” and also “the sheet of paper”. The epigraph is four lines by the French poet Guillaume Apollinaire (1880–1918): roughly, “My hard formal dreams will ride you; my fate in its golden chariot will be your fine rock, holding as reins, pulled tight to frenzy, my verses, the models of all poetry.”
The French prose that follows: in autumn, in a season of war, a man walks through meadows to a silent oak wood; a black horse watches him. He kept the sheet where he wrote his thoughts, and now knows they were only copied from what someone told him. He must find a clearing; his wife, daughter and son are dead. When he leaves the wood there is only fog, and the horse is gone. The signature is “[illegible]”.
La Feuille Mes durs réves formels sauront te chevaucher Mon destin au char d’or sera ton beau rocher Qui pour rénes tiendra tendus a frénésie Mes vers, les parangons de toute poésie.
“The leaf”; also “the sheet (of paper)”.
La Feuille Mes durs réves formels sauront te chevaucher Mon destin au char d’or sera ton beau rocher Qui pour rénes tiendra tendus a frénésie Mes vers, les parangons de toute poésie.
A model of excellence (English “paragon”).
La Feuille Mes durs réves formels sauront te chevaucher Mon destin au char d’or sera ton beau rocher Qui pour rénes tiendra tendus a frénésie Mes vers, les parangons de toute poésie.
A clearing: an open space in a forest.
Je dois découvrir cette clairiére.
The last poem: a tree speaks to its roots. It promises shade, fruit, shelter and comfort, and to remember them even when nothing is left.
You Shall Be My Roots You shall be my roots and I will be your shade, though the sun burns my leaves.
To satisfy (a thirst) by drinking.
You shall quench my thirst and I will feed you fruit, though time takes my seed.
The Editors add Johnny’s own material for the second edition: drawings, Polaroids, poems he left around Europe in 1988, two collages and his father’s obituary.
The Editors say readers of the “first edition” sent so many questions that Johnny agreed to add this material. The book pretends to have an earlier edition and a public that reacted to it.
Appendix II Due to the unexpected number of inquiries regarding the first edition, Mr.
An instant photo that develops by itself a minute after you take it.
Sketches & Polaroids 568
Ink drawings on notebook paper and on envelopes: a figure in a vast dark space, a staircase in a room, the hallway with “Exploration #4” written on it. The envelopes carry notes on the cubit, the Fibonacci numbers, and the nautilus shell’s spiral as a symbol of perfection, plus the name of Christian Norberg-Schulz.
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Thirty Polaroid photos of white farmhouses, fields and country roads, two of them black. They match Johnny’s trip to Virginia in search of the house on Ash Tree Lane.
Short poems Johnny wrote in the summer of 1988 while he travelled through Poland, Denmark, Germany, Belgium, France, Spain, Italy and Greece. Each poem ends with a place, a date and the person he gave it to or left it for: a waitress, a flute player, strangers on a train.
“Pelican” is Johnny’s name for himself. His mother’s letters tell that he travelled with a Pelikan pen (a German fountain-pen brand). In old Christian art the pelican feeds its young with its own blood. Other recurring figures are Easle, Patter, Quisling and Stave.
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A palimpsest is a page written over an older, erased text. The poem quotes Prospero in Shakespeare’s The Tempest (5.1): he has set “roaring war” “’twixt the green sea and the azured vault”, that is, he has raised storms between sea and sky.
A Palimpsest of Austere Pelican Jake Prospero dreams “rwixt green sea and azur'd vault setting war while the corner clock ticks in the evening den.
A page written on again after the old text was erased; something with layers of meaning.
A Palimpsest of Austere Pelican Jake Prospero dreams “rwixt green sea and azur'd vault setting war while the corner clock ticks in the evening den.
To take power or a place by force, without the right to it.
The moments here are short and Tam mad.” (mutinous waves usurp the land) dear God here?
A rare or invented word; roughly, a swelling up or a slow turning over of thought.
Jake misplaced his armor, And how the wind whistles through, “A swell of thought, the rumescence of a moment, only that, bur, ..?”
A god in bodily form; a figure that stands for someone.
“We hesitate in chance" But Pelican’s begun now —Avatar Pelican's begun his occluded dance, — Left at Klub Restauracja.
Blocked or hidden.
“We hesitate in chance" But Pelican’s begun now —Avatar Pelican's begun his occluded dance, — Left at Klub Restauracja.
Eurydice is Orpheus’s wife in Greek myth; he lost her when he looked back. Metempsychosis is the passing of a soul into a new body.
In King Lear the blinded Earl of Gloucester says “I see it feelingly” and believes he falls from the cliff at Dover. Johnny’s poem borrows both the “feelingly” and the fall, and ends with a choice between Romeo and Lear.
July 6, 1988 Pelican Jake on the Eurydice School Bus We hold our dreams in lost dreams and tear our hearts out over chance.
The passing of a soul into another body after death.
July 7, 1988 Pelican’s Juvenile Metempsychosis Will you steal from this blind man When I would give you all?
A trick to deceive someone.
July 8, 1988 Pelican’s Cocktail Mythology Three muse over an elegant ruse concerning a lingual wall which only I can pass over.
Long, deep thinking about something.
July 8, 1988 Pelican’s Religious Ruminations One forgets that one is one, 574
Sky-blue (poetic).
… Tienes the ape “Fashion I believe is only right Future pens when meant for the right time.” and wars with feathered knights, The drumming thunder, — For the owner of the Petitgas hat the azured lights, store.
Hyperion is a Titan of light in Greek myth and the title of two poems by John Keats. “Hawthorne bread” plays on the American writer Nathaniel Hawthorne. The hat store in Copenhagen is a real old shop name; the poems use place names from Johnny’s route.
I must try And Patter and Quisling said she'd to raise the union from the sea ? and be Hawthorne bread.
A twist on the end of T. S. Eliot’s poem “The Hollow Men” (1925): “This is the way the world ends / Not with a bang but a whimper.” The same page mentions “a semiotic Eliotic dream” with Marcel Proust “bumbling around unread”.
I must try And Patter and Quisling said she'd to raise the union from the sea ? and be Hawthorne bread. remember this, This is the way the world ends — [illegible] Warsaw. Not with a bang but an alarm clock.
High land that sticks out into the sea.
Pelican’s Promontory Dance — For Zbyszek.
The greater weight or number.
We seldom know the pattern, On the Lining Brim of Being Brow Shy though that never matters, . not if you know the notes, In a rage of questions again this preponderance over a dumb show I've forgotten, and Quisling and Easle peckering T can’t hear.
A play or scene acted without words.
We seldom know the pattern, On the Lining Brim of Being Brow Shy though that never matters, . not if you know the notes, In a rage of questions again this preponderance over a dumb show I've forgotten, and Quisling and Easle peckering T can’t hear.
Like a sign of something important or bad to come.
Pelican Misunderstanding a Portentous Sign Tienes the ape “Fashion I believe is only right Future pens when meant for the right time.”
Able to see the future or hidden things.
Easle, clairvoyant, And the warlord’s fatter intruding with rapacious gab (Pelican's cat) harkens nevertheless mewing for his milk, with a pique ear And all now is thunder on Pelican’s semanteme arrangement: for the lightning has passed.
Greedy; taking all it can.
Easle, clairvoyant, And the warlord’s fatter intruding with rapacious gab (Pelican's cat) harkens nevertheless mewing for his milk, with a pique ear And all now is thunder on Pelican’s semanteme arrangement: for the lightning has passed.
A feeling of hurt pride or irritation.
Easle, clairvoyant, And the warlord’s fatter intruding with rapacious gab (Pelican's cat) harkens nevertheless mewing for his milk, with a pique ear And all now is thunder on Pelican’s semanteme arrangement: for the lightning has passed.
A unit of meaning in a language (linguistics).
Easle, clairvoyant, And the warlord’s fatter intruding with rapacious gab (Pelican's cat) harkens nevertheless mewing for his milk, with a pique ear And all now is thunder on Pelican’s semanteme arrangement: for the lightning has passed.
About signs and how they carry meaning.
Pelican’s Worrisome Wake Pelican admires the gate of the idea A semiotic Eliotic dream with Proust bumbling around unread and as Easle passes by —an intuitive guess he forwards a handte igi 3 “There, it should be there.”
The rise and fall of a voice or of music; a musical ending.
Sledgehammer harmony And he knows that that will played deceptively right hold for at least a little while. in this non cadence.
The Battle of Waterloo (June 1815, in Belgium) ended Napoleon’s rule. The French phrases “ce champ sinistre” (“this sinister field”) and “la fuite des géants” (“the flight of the giants”) echo Victor Hugo’s long poem on Waterloo, “L’Expiation”. “Brobdingnag” is the land of giants in Swift’s Gulliver’s Travels. The poem was written for someone in Brussels, near the battlefield.
The Present 1815 Calamity of Conscience Rise the brobdingnag to the Lion’s ballpawed fair where, if all accords to plan Warlord Waterloo will claw the hem with grace.
The land of giants in Gulliver’s Travels; here, a giant.
The Present 1815 Calamity of Conscience Rise the brobdingnag to the Lion’s ballpawed fair where, if all accords to plan Warlord Waterloo will claw the hem with grace.
Filled with horror.
“Ltrembled at the sound of footsteps, my conscience turned aghast: Melonbrick returning?”
Out of control, in a wild way.
Stavishly amok running at the mouth: Pelican thinks ce champ sinistre .
“This sinister field.”
Stavishly amok running at the mouth: Pelican thinks ce champ sinistre .
“The flight of the giants.”
Stavishly amok running at the mouth: Pelican thinks ce champ sinistre . . . la fuite des géants, Come now cats and mice will play (and scamper exceedingly loud down the hall) Infidels of thought blinder than, O yes much much blinder than bats.
One poem was written directly on a melon in Paris. Others come from the walled city of Carcassonne in southern France and a bullfight in Madrid, with a matador’s cape.
July 25, 1988 Melonology On A Melon Is this melon right Pelican demanded of himself.
Doing magic tricks; calling up spirits.
July 26, 1988 Pelican Transpires By His Cup of Tea and Decides to Try His Hand at Conjuring Is the ambiance of style elegant ambivalence?
Lazy.
August 3, 1988 An Elegant Prancing of an Indolent Pale Over Revision Ragged and towed in a misfortunate step, torn to a spindoll in returning a [illegible] [illegible] the alteration: “Grammatical metempsychosis” {illegible} though Pelican claims he saw more through that [illegible] behind …
Vidkun Quisling (1887–1945) led the Norwegian government that worked for Nazi Germany. His name became an English word for “traitor”.
Pelican shreds away at it all, But it’s nothing new. Quisling is history's name, — Por strangers met on a train to Nice, July 26, 1988 The Wednesday Which Pelican Mistook to be a Sunday and Caused Easle to Lose her Cards Amuck in annular thoughts reminiscent of …
Shaped like a ring.
Quisling is history's name, — Por strangers met on a train to Nice, July 26, 1988 The Wednesday Which Pelican Mistook to be a Sunday and Caused Easle to Lose her Cards Amuck in annular thoughts reminiscent of mango tree roots— “Are these circular?”
Easle reads tarot cards (the Hanged Man, the Moon). Transubstantiation is the Catholic teaching that bread and wine become the body and blood of Christ. The Paraclete is the Holy Spirit, often shown as a dove.
“A bird, a plane, no…” plays on the old Superman line “It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s Superman!”
“They are from my angle” and mango tree roots sound— Pelican confounds his own imagination by trying transubstantiation on the evening sea tide rising inside his morning cup.
The change of the bread and wine into the body and blood of Christ (Catholic teaching).
“They are from my angle” and mango tree roots sound— Pelican confounds his own imagination by trying transubstantiation on the evening sea tide rising inside his morning cup.
The Holy Spirit, a helper and comforter.
“O Pelican (portentously or pre-replete) —the turning forms what, a bird, a plane, no.., the paraclete?”
Careful, logical reasoning.
August 1, 1988 Pelican’s Ratiocination of Erring Recurrence in Correspondence He Just Left Behind With forgetful ease the forgotten tease of shapeless days and | feel them hesitate sometimes and whisper their concordance of slight gestures in glass.
Agreement; harmony.
August 1, 1988 Pelican’s Ratiocination of Erring Recurrence in Correspondence He Just Left Behind With forgetful ease the forgotten tease of shapeless days and | feel them hesitate sometimes and whisper their concordance of slight gestures in glass.
A figure of speech; a common pattern in writing.
August 14, 1988 A Singing Lesson When Beethoven Came to Stroll The colors steal a glimpse of praise and subdue orchestrated humor with tropes.
A woman paid as a lover by rich men.
“Lhave forgotten to read,” Easle is annoyed with the tricode stitching on a courtesan’s hem—the outlay see.
A scene or poem of quiet country life.
Pelican’s not listening, only watching the pastoral unfold in shades of plaid.
To offer.
August 15, 1988 When the Excavation Proffered up a Pause and at Twenty To the Angel Passed Right By Here in the scape of trumpeters poised before a curfew of miracles we collide into a communal tonic of words, of silence.
A wild party with much wine (after Bacchus, god of wine).
“Well” and she said more than well, but this is the getting around, the circling Bacchanal in four time.
The late poems come from the Greek island of Paxos, from Mycenae and from Olympia. Elihu is the young man who speaks last to Job in the Book of Job, after the older friends fail.
Paxos, Greece, August 20, 1988 The Parable (I) it's fortunate you laughed because I would have lost my way.
In Genesis, Esau sells his birthright to his brother Jacob for a meal. In the poem an auctioneer cries “Sold” and the prize is an ugly phonograph by Thomas Edison. “Currents” plays on Edison’s work with electric current.
August 23, 1988 The Reason (II) Your place is secured.
The small hammer an auctioneer or judge strikes.
“Sold” cried the blackfaced man with a tarnished gavel, and two men went forth to retrieve what Pelican deemed to be the ugliest phonograph he'd ever seen.
A strong green liquor made with wormwood.
August 23, 1988 The Lie (111) Heavy, heavy blues are absinthe for me tonight.
A set of religious questions and answers learned by heart.
Greece, August 23, 1988 Human light gone from Human light at dawn August 28, 1988 The Inner Whisper of Breezes Brushing over Fields of Color The catechism followed a violent protest Does pain hich followed the i t always human bolt the door, oF ‘a Sead decing ue eb ota misunderstanding the difference berween untouched nerves and hollowness?
A large old building of cheap rented flats.
August 28, 1988 The Price of the Tenement having to do with P.
Too fond of or ruled by one’s wife.
… revionss <Queetinns having. sed with The Principle that Swung—Rocking Back Retin and Forth—Like a Bead on a String —Hung The complaint had to do Between Paintings with whether or not hes Pelican was a uxorious man, The price failed to respect the effect “As if that were a question that four flat bills that played by the rules of today.”
An offering to God.
… Him reuniting story lines he never knew but was freshly told of then The passing promise was just an eyeful glance promising just that — and I saw more, usually do — the kept oblation for razor'd sight — “I really believe you're shredding boundaries” The light.
A skilled worker who has finished training but is not a master.
Dear Elihu, Just wondered if you might reconstruct some wisdom regarding the journeyman’s decision.
Un verre d’eau is French for “a glass of water”. The last Pelican poem, from 1990, is signed at a café called Le Clou (“The Nail”) on rue Danton, Paris. In the poem a nail is the one point that fixes the house.
September 2, 1988 More than a café —un verre d’eau If there were a clue worth holding onto it was the nail, the strongest point that alone, at first, fixed and recreated, the house.
“A glass of water.”
September 2, 1988 More than a café —un verre d’eau If there were a clue worth holding onto it was the nail, the strongest point that alone, at first, fixed and recreated, the house.
A pile of objects and scraps. It holds two Edgar Allan Poe postage stamps, the US Air Force Ground-Air Emergency Code (the page from AFM 64-5 that Exhibit Five asks for), a scrap of the Sheehan anxiety scale, Karen’s project number, and a label from Virginia, “Peanut Capital”.
There is also the saying “A room without books is like a body without a soul”, often credited to Cicero, and a Jack Daniel’s whiskey label.
Jack London stamps, a Days Inn card from Williamsburg, Virginia, a Pelikan 4001 ink box, a Lipton tea label, an ad for the Whisky a Go Go club in Los Angeles, and a coin with a labyrinth. The torn headlines read “God has no mother” and “Carthage must be destroyed” (Cato the Elder’s famous demand to the Roman Senate).
A local newspaper notice about Johnny’s father, with his last name removed. He was a crop duster, a mail pilot in Alaska and an airline pilot. A medical test found he had had a silent heart attack. The FAA then suspended his pilot’s licence, so he took a job with a trucking company. He died when the truck he rode in caught fire.
Late last year, Mr, decided to take a job as a pilot for in order to spend more time with his family.
A pilot who sprays chemicals on fields from a low-flying plane.
After a stint in the Air Force, he worked for several years as a crop duster in Nebraska, a mail carrier in Alaska, and for one winter flew a spotter plane off the coast of Norway.
Death of tissue when its blood supply stops; a cardiac infarction is a heart attack.
Tragically, during the standard physical examination, doctors discovered he had unknowingly suffered some time ago—probably in his sleep—a cardiac infarction, The results were sent to Oklahoma where the FAA voted to suspend his ATP license for six months, pending further evaluation.
Letters from Pelafina, Johnny’s mother, to her son from The Three Attic Whalestoe Institute, a psychiatric hospital. Johnny is 10 when they start.
The psychiatric institution where Johnny’s mother lives. The Editors say Johnny changed many names in the letters. She signs “Mommy”, later “Mom”, “Mother” and “P.”
E. The Three Attic Whalestoe Institute Letters Mr.
After Johnny’s father dies, the boy passes from one foster family to another. The Director of the institute gives Pelafina news of him, and at one point asks her to write less, because a foster mother objects to the letters.
It has been a tough year for her but no doubt a tougher one for you. The Director tells me you have a foster family now.
Happening too early (of a death).
They will help you recover from your father’s untimely death.
“Happy, lucky.” Pelafina plays on “feline” (cat-like).
Unfortunately since such excursions are strictly prohibited from The Whalestoe, this tongue of ink will have to do, Felicities my felix feline boy, Love, Mommy November 7, 1982 My sweet baby, I knew you'd find a home.
Informed; up to date.
The Director, who does his best to keep me au courant on your travails, said you're handling your father’s tragedy very matter a factly.
Troubles and hard work.
The Director, who does his best to keep me au courant on your travails, said you're handling your father’s tragedy very matter a factly.
To cut short or reduce.
January 20, 1983 Dearest Johnny, You would have received a hundred more letters before now if the Director had not “strongly recommended” I curtail my epistolary efforts.
In the form of letters.
January 20, 1983 Dearest Johnny, You would have received a hundred more letters before now if the Director had not “strongly recommended” I curtail my epistolary efforts.
“New mother.”
Apparently your nouvelle mére objected to the intrusive and divisive nature of my communiqués.
An official message (used here with humour).
Apparently your nouvelle mére objected to the intrusive and divisive nature of my communiqués.
Lines by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749–1832), the great German poet, in an old English translation: cast no backward glances at the past and act as one new-born. The phrase “cast no backward glances” returns in a later letter.
As old Goethe wrote, “Wouldst shape a noble life?
A child who seems wise beyond his age.
Do you know that when you were born all the nurses were absolutely dazzled by your charms and without a single exception all of them declared you an old soul.
A brand of canned jelly fuel for heating food.
He said some policemen found you in a park heating hotdogs over a can of sterno.
“It is really sad.”
If only I could be there to lick your wounds, swallow your hurt and with kisses mend you whole. C'est vraiment triste.
“Though absent”: in absentia is Latin for “while absent”.
Until then savor your youth and I, albeit in absentia, will do my best to protect it.
A small amount.
Hopefully this all means you have succeeded in wrestling a modicum of happiness for yourself.
Pelafina sends Johnny a Concise Oxford English Dictionary and later tells him to “get thee to your COED” for hard words. Juan Ponce de León (1474–1521), the Spanish explorer of Florida, is linked by legend with the search for the Fountain of Youth; she says her son’s first letter did what he could not.
I'm sending you several books, including a Concise Oxford English Dictionary.
“Child of gold.”
More kisses than you can count, Mommy June 21, 1983 My gentle Johnny, —bambino dell'oro— Born on the day most suffused with sun, you have always been and always will be my light.
Filled or spread through (with light or colour).
More kisses than you can count, Mommy June 21, 1983 My gentle Johnny, —bambino dell'oro— Born on the day most suffused with sun, you have always been and always will be my light.
Allowed to know something secret.
I was only privy to an impression, but what an impression!
Raymond is Johnny’s foster father, a former US Marine. Pelafina calls him, in Latin, a man “who has usurped a father’s power”. She says Johnny’s love of fighting comes from her own family, whose coat of arms would need the symbols of Mars, the Roman god of war. King Solomon is the Bible’s richest king.
Do not fret over school yard fights. Marine Man Raymond, qui patriam potestatem usurpavit, cannot be expected to understand.
“Who has usurped a father’s power.”
Marine Man Raymond, qui patriam potestatem usurpavit, cannot be expected to understand.
Boxing; fighting with fists.
I'm afraid responsibility for your sudden interest in pugilism (Get thee to your COED) falls squarely on the shoulders of your mother and her contentious family.
Liking to argue and fight.
I'm afraid responsibility for your sudden interest in pugilism (Get thee to your COED) falls squarely on the shoulders of your mother and her contentious family.
Equipment or signs that go with a role.
Indeed, if ever you decide to design some crest for yourself, you would find it impossible to accurately do so without incorporating at least some of the accouterments of Mars along with the consequent symbology of carnage and bloodshed.
Something passed down, as in a will.
I've little doubt your current lust for physical engagement is the result of this questionable genetic bequeathal.
Slightly annoyed (informal).
He might have even been a bit miffed by some of the words which I'm pretty sure he wouldn’t have understood.
In folk tales, a fairy child left in place of a stolen human baby.
He might have even been a bit miffed by some of the words which I'm pretty sure he wouldn’t have understood. (“Changeling”—did your COED teach you that one?)
Of the body.
Until then, corporeal detachment must do.
Great joy.
It’s not the what but the doing alone that fuels me with such continuous rapture.
“Micel biþ se Meotudes egsa, for þon hi seo molde oncyrreð” is from the Old English poem The Seafarer (line 103): “Great is the terror of the Measurer (God), before which the earth turns aside.” A mead hall is the feasting hall of a lord in poems like Beowulf.
You'll have to revisit here once you've got some Old English under your belt.
Too upset and nervous.
So overwrought by her son’s misfortune, she escaped this Old English Manor in search of his tormentor.
A bruise.
Are there still contusions on your face?
After Johnny is hurt, Pelafina escapes in a thunderstorm; the Director says she “outdid Lear”, who raged on the heath in the storm. Staff put her in a “canvas suit” (a straitjacket).
Her curse on Raymond calls on Hecate, Greek goddess of witchcraft, and Acheron, a river of the underworld, and borrows the witches’ recipe in Macbeth (4.1). Clytemnestra is the Greek queen who murdered her husband Agamemnon. “Semper fi” (always faithful) is the motto of the US Marines.
But since he is shielded from my wrath by my own confusions—damn it!—I shall invoke Hecate in her Acheron depths, and by scale of dragon, eye of newt, boiled in the blood of murdering ministers and Clytemnestra’s gall, cast a great curse which shall fly directly on a dark wind …
Short for semper fidelis, “always faithful”, the US Marines’ motto.
could semper fi that meal all the way to Hades.
Bile; bitterness.
… is shielded from my wrath by my own confusions—damn it!—I shall invoke Hecate in her Acheron depths, and by scale of dragon, eye of newt, boiled in the blood of murdering ministers and Clytemnestra’s gall, cast a great curse which shall fly directly on a dark wind and take up immediate residence in his body, daily chewing on his flesh, nightly gnawing on his bones, until many months from …
Fuit Ilium is Latin, “Troy has been”, meaning Troy is no more, from Virgil’s Aeneid (2.325). Ira furor brevis est, “anger is a short madness”, is from Horace (Epistles 1.2). Pelafina adds that in her case the madness is not short.
This curse is cast. Fuit Ilium.
“Troy has been”: Troy is gone (Virgil).
This curse is cast. Fuit Ilium.
“Anger is a short madness” (Horace).
And now, without a doubt, you see your mother is mad. Ira furor brevis est.
Claudius in Hamlet takes the place of the boy’s father, and Hamlet kills him in the end. Count Ugolino, in Dante’s Inferno (Cantos 32–33), was locked in a tower with his sons and starved; in Hell he gnaws the head of the man who betrayed him. Both are warnings to a false father.
Does he not know the fate of Claudius or Ugolino?
Without end; too long.
With interminable love and devotions, Mommy June 3, 1984 My cherished Johnny, I have decided not to question your silence.
Great injustice or wickedness.
You are fast becoming a man and I am not blind to the fact that my encouragements, love and faith (not to mention my silly curses) matter little when matched against the iniquities of the world you daily face.
In Nathaniel Hawthorne’s story “Young Goodman Brown” (1835) the hero’s wife, Faith, wears pink ribbons in her hair. Pelafina compares Johnny at summer camp to three Greek figures: Apollo the archer, clever Odysseus, and Hermes the fast messenger god.
Like Hawthorne’s Faith, I put pink ribbons in my hair and subject everyone here, including of course the good Director, to a complete account of your prodigious accomplishments.
Very great or impressive.
Like Hawthorne’s Faith, I put pink ribbons in my hair and subject everyone here, including of course the good Director, to a complete account of your prodigious accomplishments.
A chest of drawers (American).
I've carefully hung your blue ribbons on my bureau where I can see them every morning and every evening.
“Pisces” (the zodiac sign of the fish) is a pun on “pieces”. In Greek myth Thetis dipped her baby Achilles in the river Styx to make him invulnerable, but his heel, where she held him, stayed weak. Pelafina would dip Johnny twice, so that even his heel is safe.
September 7, 1984 Dear, dearest Johnny, To endure over two months without a word and then with the first words learn such terrible news tore me to pisces.
Low and shameful.
Could I now, I would whisk you away to the damp burrows of the underworld and double-dunk you in the Styx so neither head nor heel—especially heel—could ever suffer again the ignoble insults of pain.
A person with no name.
The reasons why you fled to the fields and lived for eight days—an anonym, a no one, a survivor—are no secret to me.
To give in to something stronger.
Do not rely on your fists (enough of brawling), shun the television, do not succumb to the facile and inadequate amazements of liquor and pills (if they haven't already, those temptations will eventually seek you out) and finally do not entrust your future to the limits of your stride.
Too easy and shallow.
Do not rely on your fists (enough of brawling), shun the television, do not succumb to the facile and inadequate amazements of liquor and pills (if they haven't already, those temptations will eventually seek you out) and finally do not entrust your future to the limits of your stride.
To understand wrongly.
Now please do not misconstrue my advice as anything other than the deeply felt aspects of my affection.
Old French, “Shame on him who thinks evil of it.” It is the motto of the Order of the Garter, the highest English order of knighthood.
Only those who stand by you shall be warmly remembered and blessed. Honi soit qui mal y pense.
“Shame on him who thinks evil of it.”
Only those who stand by you shall be warmly remembered and blessed. Honi soit qui mal y pense.
“Hige sceal þe heardra…” is the most famous passage of the Old English poem The Battle of Maldon (about the year 991), spoken by the old warrior Byrhtwold: the mind must be harder, the heart bolder, the courage greater, as our strength grows less. The same lines return in the Quotes (p. 653).
Latin, “I am not what I was”, from Horace (Odes 4.1). The English poet Ernest Dowson used it as the title of his poem “Cynara”. Pelafina writes it after a winter in which her illness returned.
Sad but true, sometimes your mother hears things. Non sum qualis eram.
“I am not what I was” (Horace).
Sad but true, sometimes your mother hears things. Non sum qualis eram.
Turning or sliding sideways.
Just the mention of Johnny conjured up sweet memories of rain soaked meadows, mint sprigs in tea and sailboats slewing wakes of phosphorescence at midnight—an entire history of the stars briefly caught in the Sound.
Soft light given off by the sea at night, from tiny living things.
Just the mention of Johnny conjured up sweet memories of rain soaked meadows, mint sprigs in tea and sailboats slewing wakes of phosphorescence at midnight—an entire history of the stars briefly caught in the Sound.
A feeling that something bad will happen.
Almost two months have passed since your visit and I’m possessed by an eerie presentiment that all is not well.
Out of harmony; clashing.
Was it your leaving that seemed to offer up a discordant note?
Orpheus brought his dead wife Eurydice up from the underworld on one condition: he must not look back. He looked once and lost her. Pelafina notes that Johnny, leaving after his visit, looked back twice.
The way you turned your back on your mother and only looked back twice, not that twice shouldn't have been more than enough, after all once was too much for Orpheus, but your lookings seemed to signal in my heart some message of mortal wrong.
“If only you never left.”
Si nunca tes fueras.
Beyond nature; supernatural.
And to think this almost supranatural quality in my only boy was the least of his wonder.
Spanish, “If only you never left.” Pelafina uses Spanish, French, Italian and Latin phrases through the letters.
A glade is an open space in a forest; an arbor is a shady place under trees or vines.
among the glades and arbors of old mountains, black forests, the waves of dead seas, places still untouched by progress.
A rude word for a mental hospital.
What's worse, the only one to tell you otherwise is a mad woman locked up in the loony bin.
The time of getting well after illness.
He’s convinced, I regret to say, that my convalescence requires greater restrictions.
The kind old Director leaves, and Pelafina finds the new one cold and suspicious. From here the letters grow more afraid of him.
Though I doubt he'd ever admit it, the New Director sneers whenever he addresses me.
Spanish, roughly “my doll (or wrist) is broken”. Muñeca means both “doll” and “wrist”, and rompido is a non-standard form of roto. A later letter mentions an old Spanish doll.
If your plan is to abandon me, at least grant me this last respect. Rompido mi mufieca.
Roughly “My doll (or wrist) is broken.”
If your plan is to abandon me, at least grant me this last respect. Rompido mi mufieca.
Humour about a serious thing.
(That's the best I can do at levity.)
At 14 Johnny works in a fish cannery in Alaska. He writes to his mother about a fishing boat that sank, and about a Haitian man who did not reach the life raft. Pelafina quotes three of his phrases back to him.
I have to tell you for a moment your words succeeded in keeping the boat afloat and your Haitian’s lungs full of air.
Crying weakly, like a baby or a kitten.
Even more embarrassing than my own pitiful and mewling whines was my complete disregard for the possibility that you were having and suffering your own adventures and tragedies.
Happening, usually in secret.
Don’t make the check mark too big or too small or else the New Director will know something's afoot.
To delay; to wait too long.
Don’t tarry.
Dirty and dishonest.
In general, they are a sordid lot.
Pelafina asks Johnny to put a small check mark in the corner of his next letter, so she knows a secret route works. Daddy Warbucks is the billionaire in the comic strip Little Orphan Annie.
September 30, 1985 My cherished little baby, Never could I have imagined such a penniless check would make your mother feel richer than Daddy Warbucks.
Pelafina writes of ribbons that bind her like a Chinese doll and blind her like an old Spanish doll she once guarded “in the gables of a fantastic attic”. Dolls and ribbons return in her later letters.
I have found the scissors to snip the black ribbons which bind me like a Chinese doll, blind me like the old Spanish doll I once guarded in the gables of a fantastic attic where we both awaited our execution.
To avoid telling the whole truth.
Believe me when I say I am not prevaricating in order to strengthen my case.
Endless and useless, like Sisyphus pushing his stone.
Unfortunately that means your mother needs to find another mode of communication, which is a truly Sisyphian task.
Sisyphus in Greek myth must push a stone uphill forever; a Sisyphean task never ends. Pelafina signs “your only Mary”. This may echo Mary, Queen of Scots, whose secret letters from captivity were read by her jailers.
My darling J, I remain your only Mary.
Very angry.
Distraught and wrecked, Mom October 12, 1985 Dear and cherished Johnny, See how incensed your mother is?
Latin proverb, “Fortune helps the brave”, found in Terence and Pliny.
You must be brave and disregard them. Fortes fortuna juvat.
“Fortune helps the brave.”
You must be brave and disregard them. Fortes fortuna juvat.
The letters grow afraid, coded and broken on the page, then clear again, and end with two letters from the Institute.
Too full; overflowing (usually a noun: too much of something).
yours—so full of mis-adventure and cruelty—I have responded with not one, not two, not even three but five, five endless letters, so surfeit with love, tenderness and confusion they would have with one reading bound your heart and healed it in full.
In Charles Dickens’s Great Expectations (1861), Miss Havisham, left on her wedding day, wears her wedding dress for decades; in the end it catches fire. Pelafina fears her mind will “go up” the same way.
… I described—at least in part—the reasons why I was put here and why the New Director means to keep me here until I die or at the very least my mind goes up like Mrs. Havisham’s wedding dress.
Too sweet, until it makes you sick.
I too am suspended in this ever way of foulness, in a sanity so cloying you sometimes need to retch in order just to breathe.
To try to vomit.
I too am suspended in this ever way of foulness, in a sanity so cloying you sometimes need to retch in order just to breathe.
To become thick or solid.
They sense as does the New Director—or dare I say he knows?—that I have made congeal the artifacts of this world and so behold now its mutations in simple entirety.
In a way that shows disrespect.
Their control depends on what they pejoratively call medicine.
Of Hippocrates, the Greek father of medicine, and the doctors’ oath named after him.
It’s Hippocratic blasphemy.
To give out in measured parts (often punishment).
How carefully they mete out such debilitating flakes of color.
Colour names: red, pale grey-green, and deep yellow.
How carefully they mete out such debilitating flakes of color. Madder, azure, celadon, gamboge—behold the flag of tyranny, robbing your mother of her memory, her ability to function, her chance to flee or feel—the “I” no matter where it stands still stands for the same …
Four painters’ colour names: madder (red), azure (sky blue), celadon (pale grey-green), gamboge (deep yellow). Pelafina calls the colours of her pills “the flag of tyranny”, and she hides them instead of taking them.
So now, each morning, lunch and night, I pretend to eat their mechanisms, then when the worker bees are not looking retrieve the pills from my mouth and carefully crush them into a dust I can unnoticed toss beneath a table or conceal within the creases of a couch.
The odd sentence starting “So many years destroyed” is an acrostic: read the first letter of each word and it spells “My dear Zampanò who did you lose?” Pelafina’s letter here names Zampanò, whose papers Johnny edits.
Lágrima is Spanish for “tear” (from crying). Pelafina splits the word in two.
You spend two words, a punctuation point and not even a visit? La grima! Don't you miss her?
A person who cries out (an invented word).
An even more frightening exclamation when the exclaimant is an atheist.
Roaming around to steal and attack.
Either some marauding rabbit devoured the leaves of my memory, and thus deprived me of the sweet sight of you, or the woman you lingered with was not me.
Johnny writes about his visit in April, and Pelafina remembers nothing of it. She decides the New Director hired an actress to play her.
He must have hired a professional, trained her,—a professional actress!—surgically altered her and then after many months of rehearsal introduced her to you as the very same soul of your breath, source of your being.
To gather small bits of information slowly.
Dear Johnny, you must disregard all you assumed you gleaned in that encounter.
French, “staircase wit”: the clever answer you think of only after you leave, on the stairs. The term comes from the philosopher Denis Diderot. In this book the word “staircase” carries extra weight.
No more esprit de l'escalier.
“Staircase wit”: the right answer you think of too late.
No more esprit de l'escalier.
To pretend.
First news of your fight and subsequent expulsion (The New Director feigned concern.
Very surprised (informal).
I am flabbergasted and upset.
Spanish, “Look for me, take care of me, remember me.” The book misspells recuerda as “requerda”.
I must be brave but I would be too much the liar were I to say I don’t fear to the bone your absence. Busca me, cuida me, requerda me.
“Look for me, care for me, remember me.”
I must be brave but I would be too much the liar were I to say I don’t fear to the bone your absence. Busca me, cuida me, requerda me.
On April 27 Pelafina explains the code: take the first letter of each word. The next letter looks like nonsense, but read that way it is a message to Johnny. It says that attendants and other men rape her at night, and she begs him to save her.
A second hidden line sits in the capital letters inside words (elevAted, nulliFied…): they spell “a face in a cloud, not a trace in the crowd”.
April 25, 1987 Dearest gifted Johnny, I did not think your silence would ever end and yet somehow it did and now | am in blissful possession of a new address and news of your placement in …
Wicked acts.
Perhaps you will have time soon to return to your mother whom by abandoning you have left unprotected from the deviltry committed too many times by too many miscreants too faceless to remember.
A person who does wrong.
Perhaps you will have time soon to return to your mother whom by abandoning you have left unprotected from the deviltry committed too many times by too many miscreants too faceless to remember.
The highest angels.
May 8, 1987 Dearest everything and remarkably elegant seraphim's truth Johnny oh heaven’s near nearing you, Tell hope everything you hear and value every fine outward understanding near day at windows and yore told over by rectopathic elephants announcing karmic meddling ends.
Of dreams.
Negotiate on the easter venue every reeling youth declares awful years, not oneiric trespasses effected victoriously every rainy year wearing emerald elements killed, muttering and yodeling by ear near other totemic ears venturing easily near even victories eaten rare you might ogle never tell him.
Peaceful; seeking peace.
But under tethers teach him every yell delivered on irenic tables.
A contradiction between two rules that both seem true.
Leering antinomies telling everything.
Of memory: exact and vivid, like a photograph.
Interesting’ virtues eclipsed late especially at rolling numerical ethereal dares not overly tested to overly simplify creatures returning eidetic anguish meaning, simple creatures return eidetic anguish meaning issues noticing guys 620
Winding paths; roundabout ways of speaking.
Install letters every time cameras attack priceless rubies in captive eskimos at noble dens at cunning embassies running tainted ambages in near dear eagles going right every excellency on free flowing rides enscrolled euphony-as soul searing ocular cats install and tenDer immeasurable owls never tearing away kNown emblems murdered everywhere and wOrn at yarn.
A huge desert in western China, known as a place one does not come back from.
it right there you Man And Nam—they hear every normal insight going hard to taklamakan in darkening years in notorious games unsung paternally and famously told even right hoisted insipid me.
Of poetry: a sentence running on from one line into the next.
… over uninspired rituals mentioned on the hurting embers revealed withering after so read and performed enough deeds (after games at inner nodes) by understanding too bets every corner allowed use soon enjoyed sordid hymns enjambed loved on very early days summer on memory under careful harms wintering hammering at too stony hard edges carried over under libations deemed near every venture enchanted realistically hovering and venturing ethereal by educible …
Able to be drawn out or developed.
… enjambed loved on very early days summer on memory under careful harms wintering hammering at too stony hard edges carried over under libations deemed near every venture enchanted realistically hovering and venturing ethereal by educible ecdysiasts nightly answering lessons learned over ways ever dreaded told on knowledge ending every poem.
A striptease dancer (a word made by H. L. Mencken).
… loved on very early days summer on memory under careful harms wintering hammering at too stony hard edges carried over under libations deemed near every venture enchanted realistically hovering and venturing ethereal by educible ecdysiasts nightly answering lessons learned over ways ever dreaded told on knowledge ending every poem.
To curse; to hate strongly.
Is no telling heard each native architectural mention even on former yards on usual rights favored after trillion holes execrate religion.
The lines start to tilt on the page. Pelafina compares her hands to an ancient tree’s roots and speaks of a crippled life of 900 years. She signs only “P.”
You are all I have. June 23, 1987 Dearest man-child of mine, tise My hands res emble so arth, the rock a ap ancient tree.
Spanish, “I am a stranger in this place without you” (esta lugar is a grammar error for este lugar). The letter runs sideways; the August letter is printed upside down: “Burn brightly. Still. Why do I feel I will never see you again?”
“I am a stranger in this place without you.”
The words “the new director” repeat, grow, shrink and run together into a black block, and the signature “P.” breaks into many copies. The page shows panic in the layout.
I cannot even leave my bed. The New Director.
The words fall across the page. “cHrIStmas” hides the capitals HIS. Italian dell’oro means “of gold”; it recalls “bambino dell’oro”, her name for Johnny on his birthday (p. 592). Spanish dolor means “pain”.
December 26, 1987 Dear Johnny, reason for devotion, devotion itself, i me Up Yack!
“Of gold.”
Pelafina repeats that it was an accident: she burned Johnny when he was four. “Forgive me” is then repeated until the words pile into a black mass.
January 3, 1988 Sweet, sweet Johnny, Though you never ask, how many times must I respond?
A block of “dear dear dear…” in which larger letters spell DEAR. Below, the alphabet has Johnny’s name in the place of its middle letters, and a short rhymed verse runs diagonally.
January 11, 1988 Tx dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear Dies dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear dear …
Pelafina tells how, before she was sent to The Whalestoe, she tried to strangle Johnny, calling it a gift of love. His father stopped her. The half-moon cuts on the back of Johnny’s neck came from her long nails.
March 19, 1988 Dearest dear Johnny, Do not forget your father stopped me and took me to The Whalestoe.
Too hard to bear.
Oh my child, my dear solitary boy, who abuses his mother with his silence, who mocks her with his insupportable absence, —how can you ever understand the awful weight of living, so ridiculously riddled with so many lies of tranquillity and bliss, at best half-covering but never actually easing the crushing weight of it …
A five-line comic verse (a limerick) about Johnny, whose family name Truant means a child who stays away from school.
The papers all say that “JOHNNY IS TRUANT"” And his mother’s reportedly ruined.
A child who stays away from school without permission.
The papers all say that “JOHNNY IS TRUANT"” And his mother’s reportedly ruined.
Johnny’s name repeats in a scattered shape. The next page is a column of words that narrows downward. It mixes Paris place names (Cardinal Lemoine, Porte Dauphine, Place de la Concorde, Gare Montparnasse, Pompidou, Pigalle, Jardin du Luxembourg) with rare words from the coded letter and from Johnny’s Pelican Poems.
September 19, 1988 Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny Johnny, …
A worker of miracles or magic.
thaumaturgist roots cardinal lemoine tarots porte dauphine mango rue des belles feuilles easter vexillology pelican a la St.
The study of flags.
thaumaturgist roots cardinal lemoine tarots porte dauphine mango rue des belles feuilles easter vexillology pelican a la St.
Very dark (from a legendary people who lived in endless night).
John day embalmed windows yore trespasses rectopathic elephants place de la concorde karmic opaque Cimmerian a person’s entity x-ray euphony gare MOMA montparnasse overture Quisling ohms paralipomena stones hammers sea prolix tide norths spoons eels pompidou hints sour dolorously in red lines ostracized virgin evenings installment easter spotted moon …
A deep round valley at the head of a mountain valley (Welsh word).
… norths spoons eels pompidou hints sour dolorously in red lines ostracized virgin evenings installment easter spotted moon youth totemic paraclete ogle irenic place de la contrescarpe cloud de thumbs easels quai stay des célestins cwms replete antinomies eidetic simple Pigalle creatures Wednesday return jardin du luxembourg anguish meaning issues noticing guys pennying Spanish stews tawny pencil townships crepe restoration slinking toothless odor opium runs kettles hat hops rituals embers …
A page with the single word “safe” above a line.
safe 634
With new drugs Pelafina is clear again. The doctors tell her she wrote few of the letters she remembers, and she realises the “New Director” was the same kind Director all along.
November 1, 1988 Dearest Johnny What a terrible sleep and dream I've been roused from.
A complete mess.
It’s a shambles.
To put away or hand over, to be forgotten.
Seems I'm better off consigning the whole lot to psychosis, locking it up, throwing away the keys.
Something only imagined.
Five reams of paper and postage were nothing more than figments of my imagination.
Clear thinking.
The Director has already warned me that my lucidity may not last forever.
Nonsense (informal).
I shall be fine as long as I know the one on whose tender sensibilities I imposed such hogwash will forgive me.
Mercy; a lighter punishment.
November 3, 1988 Dearest Johnny, As I seem to have been granted temporary clemency from rabid thoughts, reflections pour out of me at an alarming rate.
St. Elizabeths Hospital in Washington, D.C., and Bethlem Royal Hospital in London (“Bedlam”) are old, famous asylums. The Director quotes Emily Dickinson’s poem “There is a pain — so utter —”, which says the mind covers the abyss with a trance to walk around it.
It might even be the wisest decision. Saint Elizabeth was right to warn us from the rooms of Bedlam.
Old London mental hospital; any place of mad noise and confusion.
Saint Elizabeth was right to warn us from the rooms of Bedlam.
“Differance” is Jacques Derrida’s coined word différance, meaning both “difference” and “deferring”. Victoria Lucas was the pen name Sylvia Plath used for her novel The Bell Jar (1963), about a young woman’s breakdown. Anaxagoras was a Greek philosopher of the 5th century BC who held that Mind orders the world.
How profound the differance.
Derrida’s word for how meaning both differs and is put off; also a pun on “difference”.
How profound the differance.
Wandering, with no fixed place.
A vagrant thought had momentarily convinced me that I was dead and your father had been restored to me.
The past (literary).
For a few hours, every yesteryear repealed its hold.
Pelafina’s letter confirms Johnny’s 1988 trip across Europe with a backpack and a Pelican pen, the trip of the Pelican Poems.
You tell your stories so well, all that tramping over the continent for four months with only a backpack, a Pelican pen and a few hundred dollars.
Too big to get over.
Nevertheless, I assure you that I am fine and would love nothing more than to rally at your side, urge you through the hard times, and where the obstacles seem insurmountable, opponents invulnerable, play the part of the witch again and cast dreadful spells.
A typed letter to Johnny: his mother’s condition may be worse again, and the Director will retire at the end of March. Dr. David J. Draines will take his place. The Director’s own name is blacked out.
Also, I wish to remind you that I will be retiring at the end of March. Dr. David J. Draines will be taking my place.
Three shades of purple.
Any color is fine though I prefer something akin to amethyst, heliotrope or maybe lilac.
Pelafina asks for a suitcase in amethyst, heliotrope or lilac, because she expects to leave. The Cumaean Sibyl was a prophetess of Apollo who asked for long life but not youth; T. S. Eliot’s The Waste Land opens with her wish to die. Pelafina calls herself that “old Sibyl”.
I am leaving after all, though it is no easy task, especially for this old Sibyl of Cumae.
Regions or climates (poetic).
I am leaving after all, though it is no easy task, especially for this old Sibyl of Cumae. Climes of any kind are trying.
Dr. Draines writes that Pelafina Heather Lièvre died on May 4, 1989, aged 59, by her own hand. The letter offers a coffin and a plot in Wain Cemetery at extra cost. A receipt shows that Johnny later claimed “one jewelry” that she owned. Lièvre is French for “hare”.
We regret to inform you that on May 4, 1989 at approximately 8:45 P.M. your mother, Pelafina Heather Liévre, died in her room at The Three Attic Whalestoe Institute.
The official who finds out the cause of a death.
After a detailed examination, both our resident doctor, Thomas Janovinovich M.D., as well as the county coroner, confirmed the cause of death was the result of self-inflicted asphyxiation achieved with bed linen hung from a closet hook.
Death from lack of air.
After a detailed examination, both our resident doctor, Thomas Janovinovich M.D., as well as the county coroner, confirmed the cause of death was the result of self-inflicted asphyxiation achieved with bed linen hung from a closet hook.
Burning a dead body to ash.
The conditions of her enrollment here already provide for a standard cremation, However for an additional $3,000, we would happily provide a proper casket and service, For another $1,000, a burial plot may also be secured at the nearby Wain Cemetery.
A collection of epigraph-like quotations on the heart, the house, memory, darkness, echo and the labyrinth, in many languages.
“The heart has its reasons which reason does not know” (Pascal).
Anonymous Le coeur a ses raisons, que la raison ne connait point.435 Blaise Pascal Pensées We have to describe and to explain a building the upper story of which was erected in the nineteenth century; the ground-floor dates from the …
“The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing.” Pascal (1623–1662) was a French mathematician and religious thinker; the Pensées (Thoughts) are his notes.
Anonymous Le coeur a ses raisons, que la raison ne connait point.435 Blaise Pascal Pensées We have to describe and to explain a building the upper story of which was erected in the nineteenth century; the ground-floor dates from the sixteenth century, and a careful examination of the …
The Swiss psychiatrist Carl Jung compares the mind to a building with floors from different centuries, and under the cellar a cave with Stone Age tools. The deeper you go, the older the layer.
G, Jung “Mind and the Earth” Je ne vois qu’infini par toutes les fenétres.>© Charles Baudelaire Les Fleurs du Mal A professor’s view: “It’s the commentaries on Shakespeare that matter, not Shakespeare.”
“Through all windows I see only infinity” (Baudelaire).
G, Jung “Mind and the Earth” Je ne vois qu’infini par toutes les fenétres.>© Charles Baudelaire Les Fleurs du Mal A professor’s view: “It’s the commentaries on Shakespeare that matter, not Shakespeare.”
“Through all windows, I see only infinity.” From Baudelaire’s poem “Le Gouffre” (“The Abyss”), in The Flowers of Evil (1857).
G, Jung “Mind and the Earth” Je ne vois qu’infini par toutes les fenétres.>© Charles Baudelaire Les Fleurs du Mal A professor’s view: “It’s the commentaries on Shakespeare that matter, not Shakespeare.”
Chekhov notes a professor who says the commentaries on Shakespeare matter more than Shakespeare, a joke on books like this one. Proust, in Time Regained (the last volume of In Search of Lost Time), calls a book a vast cemetery where the names on the graves are worn away.
G, Jung “Mind and the Earth” Je ne vois qu’infini par toutes les fenétres.>© Charles Baudelaire Les Fleurs du Mal A professor’s view: “It’s the commentaries on Shakespeare that matter, not Shakespeare.” Anton Chekhov Notebooks Un livre est un grand cimetiére ow sur la plupart des tombes on ne peut plus lire les noms effacés.47 Marcel Proust 435“The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing.”
“A book is a vast cemetery…” (Proust).
“Everything near becomes distant” (Goethe).
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Goethe: “Everything near becomes distant”, in the translation of Eliot Weinberger. Stevens: there are “not leaves enough” to crown and cover the actor who will speak our end.
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To speak in a loud, dramatic way.
There are not leaves enough to crown, To cover, to crown, to cover—let it go — The actor that will at last declaim our end.
“What you are I was, what I am you will be.”
… credo quia recenti spiritu evecta, dein senescente eo destituta aut etiam pondere suo victa in latitudinem vanescebat, candida interdum, interdum sordida et maculosa prout terram cineremve sustulerat.*39 Young Pliny Letters and Panegyricus Book VI Quel’ che tu sii’ sev’, qul’ che i’ son’ a’devend’.*° Neapolitan Proverb 438“Everything near becomes distant.”
“What you are I was, what I am you will be.” The words of the dead to the living, often cut on old graves: a memento mori (a reminder of death).
… etiam pondere suo victa in latitudinem vanescebat, candida interdum, interdum sordida et maculosa prout terram cineremve sustulerat.*39 Young Pliny Letters and Panegyricus Book VI Quel’ che tu sii’ sev’, qul’ che i’ son’ a’devend’.*° Neapolitan Proverb 438“Everything near becomes distant.”
In AD 79 Pliny the Younger watched the cloud from Mount Vesuvius, the eruption that buried Pompeii and Herculaneum. He wrote that the cloud looked like an umbrella pine tree. His uncle, Pliny the Elder, died in the eruption. The Editors give the translation of Joseph Jay Deiss.
43The cloud was rising; watchers from our distance could not tell from which mountain, though later it was known to be Vesuvius.
The same passage in Greek, Italian (Rosa Calzecchi Onesti), German (Johann Heinrich Voss, in old Gothic-style spelling), Russian (Nikolai Gnedich) and French (Paul Mazon). The Greek army swarms to the assembly like bees from a hole in a rock, and Rumour, messenger of Zeus, blazes among them. Footnote 442 gives Robert Fitzgerald’s English.
The page makes a small Babel: one text, many languages, and a swarm of voices.
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“Through wisdom is an house builded; and by understanding it is established…” The words are from the Book of Proverbs in the King James Bible.
… demeurer en place, tous cris cessant.42 Homére Iliade Through Wisdom Is An House Builded And By Understanding It Is Established And By Knowledge Shall The Chambers Be Filled With All Precious And Pleasant Riches. University of Virginia commemorative plaque As I dig for wild orchids in the autumn fields, it is the deeply-bedded root that I desire, not the flower.
A Japanese court poet of about the year 1000. In this short poem she digs for wild orchids and wants the deep root, not the flower. The translation is from The Ink Dark Moon by Jane Hirshfield and Mariko Aratani (see the Credits).
University of Virginia commemorative plaque As I dig for wild orchids in the autumn fields, it is the deeply-bedded root that I desire, not the flower. Izumi Shikibu 442The Greek (Homer), Italian (Rosa Calzecchi Onesti), German (Johann Heinrich Voss), Russian (Gnedich), and French (Paul Mazon) all refer to the same passage: “On this he turned and led the way from council,/ and …
“Let us speak also of labyrinths…” (Pliny the Elder).
Dicamus et labyrinthos, vel portentosissimum humani inpendii opus, sed non, ut existimari potest, falsum.43 Pliny Natural History 36.19.84 Philosophy is written in this grand book—I mean the universe—which stands continually open to our gaze, but it cannot …
“We must speak also of the labyrinths, the most astonishing work of human riches, but not, as one might think, fictitious.” Pliny describes the Egyptian and Cretan labyrinths.
Dicamus et labyrinthos, vel portentosissimum humani inpendii opus, sed non, ut existimari potest, falsum.43 Pliny Natural History 36.19.84 Philosophy is written in this grand book—I mean the universe—which stands continually open to our gaze, but it cannot be understood unless one first learns to comprehend the language and interpret the characters in …
In The Assayer, Galileo says the book of the universe is written in mathematics; without it one wanders in a dark labyrinth.
… mathematics, and its characters are triangles, circles and other geometrical figures, without which it is humanly impossible to understand a single word of it; without these, one is wandering about in a dark labyrinth. Galileo Il Saggiatore Others apart sat on a hill retir’d, In thoughts more elevate, and reason’d high Of Providence, foreknowledge, will, and fate, Fix’d fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute, And found no end, in wand’ring …
In Hell some of the fallen angels sit apart and argue about fate and free will, and find “no end, in wand’ring mazes lost.” On p. 653 a second passage describes Lethe, the river of forgetting, and its “wat’ry Labyrinth”.
… Others apart sat on a hill retir’d, In thoughts more elevate, and reason’d high Of Providence, foreknowledge, will, and fate, Fix’d fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute, And found no end, in wand’ring mazes lost. John Milton Paradise Lost It is the personality of the mistress that the home expresses.
De Wolfe (the book spells her “Elise”) was an American actress who became one of the first professional interior decorators. She writes that a home expresses the woman of the house, and men are always guests there.
Elise De Wolfe The House in Good Taste La maison, c’est la maison de famille, c’est pour y mettre les enfants et les hommes, pour les retenir dans un endroit fait pour eux, pour y contenir leur égarement, les distraire de cette …
Straying; wandering from the right path (Duras).
… The House in Good Taste La maison, c’est la maison de famille, c’est pour y mettre les enfants et les hommes, pour les retenir dans un endroit fait pour eux, pour y contenir leur égarement, les distraire de cette humeur d’aventure, de fuite qui est la leur depuis les commencements des dges.44 Marguerite Duras Practicalities 443“We must speak also of the labyrinths, the most astonishing work of human riches, …
The French writer Marguerite Duras (1914–1996): a house is a place to keep children and men from their wish for adventure and escape; men are like children, and women love them that way. Barbara Bray’s translations are in the footnotes.
… et les hommes, pour les retenir dans un endroit fait pour eux, pour y contenir leur égarement, les distraire de cette humeur d’aventure, de fuite qui est la leur depuis les commencements des dges.44 Marguerite Duras Practicalities 443“We must speak also of the labyrinths, the most astonishing work of human riches, but not, as one might think, fictitious.”
In Chekhov’s story “Misery” (1886) an old cab driver whose son has died can find no one to listen, and at last talks to his horse. Pliny then describes the darkness of the eruption: not a moonless night, but a closed room with the lamp put out.
Anton Chekhov again “Misery” Iam cinis, adhuc tamen rarus.
“Ashes were already falling, but not yet thickly” (Pliny the Younger).
Anton Chekhov again “Misery” Iam cinis, adhuc tamen rarus.
The ancient Mesopotamian poem, one of the oldest works of literature. Enkidu dreams that he is led to the house of darkness, from which no one returns, where the dead eat dust. Gilgamesh weeps and says the dream shows that life ends in sorrow.
They are clothed like birds with wings for covering, they see no light, they sit in darkness. . .” The Epic of Gilgamesh 445«Men think they're heroes—again just like children.
Landor (1775–1864), an English poet: Memory is the mother of the Muses, and she has left him. Plath (1932–1963): a child’s gestures flake away through “the black amnesias of heaven”.
The Mother of the Muses, we are taught, Is Memory: she has left me. Walter Savage Landor “Memory” Far off from these a slow and silent stream, Lethe the River of Oblivion rolls Her wat’ry Labyrinth, whereof who drinks, Forthwith his former state and being forgets, Forgets both joy and grief, …
In Greek myth, the river of forgetting in the underworld.
Walter Savage Landor “Memory” Far off from these a slow and silent stream, Lethe the River of Oblivion rolls Her wat’ry Labyrinth, whereof who drinks, Forthwith his former state and being forgets, Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain.
Józef Teodor Konrad Korzeniowski is the Polish birth name of the novelist Joseph Conrad. In Lord Jim (1900) the narrator says he misses countless shades that colourless words cannot give.
Again The Epic of Gilgamesh I am missing innumerable shades—they were so fine, so difficult to render in colourless words. Joseph Teodor Korzeniowski Lord Jim Hige sceal pé heardra, heorte é cénre, m0d sceal pé mare, pé tire megen lytlad‘4’ The Battle of Maldon 447“By as much as our might may diminish, we will harden our minds, …
The same Old English lines that Pelafina sent Johnny in 1984 (p. 601), now with the Editors’ translation.
Joseph Teodor Korzeniowski Lord Jim Hige sceal pé heardra, heorte é cénre, m0d sceal pé mare, pé tire megen lytlad‘4’ The Battle of Maldon 447“By as much as our might may diminish, we will harden our minds, fill our hearts, and increase our courage.”
From Einstein’s note to the 15th edition of his popular book: objects are not “in” space but are spread out in space, so “empty space” loses its meaning.
In this way the concept of “empty space” loses its meaning. Albert Einstein “Note to the Fifteenth Edition” Relativity: The Special and General Theory Let us space.
Derrida’s Glas appeared in Zampanò’s notes (p. 545). Oscar Milosz (1877–1939), a Lithuanian-French poet: “The odor of silence is so old.”
Jacques Derrida Glas L’odeur du silence est si vieille.448 O.
“The odor of silence is so old” (Milosz).
Jacques Derrida Glas L’odeur du silence est si vieille.448 O.
Frost’s word: love that comes back as a real answer, not an echo.
Some morning from the boulder-broken beach He would cry out on life, that what it wants Is not its own love back in copy speech, But counter-love, original response.
Robert Frost, “The Most of It”: a man cries out for an answer, and gets only his echo and a great buck swimming. W. B. Yeats, “The Man and the Echo”: an old man asks if his words caused harm, and the echo gives back his words. William Wordsworth hears a mountain echo as a voice from beyond the grave. Elizabeth Bishop, “Chemin de Fer”: an old hermit shouts across a pond, and the echo tries to confirm him.
George Herbert, “Heaven” (1633) is a dialogue with Echo, whose answers (“Leaves”, “Holy”, “Light”) end each line. All of them tie back to the Echo myth of Chapter V.
Robert Frost “The Most of It” All that I have said and done, Now that I am old and ill, Turns into a question till I lie awake night after night And never get the answers …
Derick Thomson (1921–2012) was a Scottish Gaelic poet. Simone Weil (1909–1943), the French philosopher and mystic: “Love is not consolation, it is light.”
Elizabeth Bishop “Chemin de Fer” When I came back from death it was morning the back door was open and one of the buttons of my shirt had disappeared, Derick Thomson Return from Death Thou Echo, thou art mortal, all men know.
“Love is not consolation, it is light” (Simone Weil).
George Herbert “Heaven” L’amour n'est pas consolation, il est lumiére.449 Simone Weil Cahier VI (K6) 449“Love is not consolation, it is light.”
Wallace Stevens asks what the house is made of if not the sun. Edwin Arlington Robinson, “Eros Turannos”: no one can really tell the story of a house. Henry David Thoreau, Walden: a room should be tall enough to keep some darkness under the roof for shadows. Rilke, “Autumn Day”: “Whoever has no house now, will never have one.”
Wallace Stevens “An Ordinary Evening in New Haven” We tell you, tapping on our brows, The story as it should be, — As if the story of a house Were told, or ever could be.
“Whoever has no house now will never build one” (Rilke).
Henry David Thoreau Walden Wer jetzt kein Haus hat, baut sich keines mehr.4°° Rainer Maria Rilke “Autumn Day” I have brought the great ball of crystal; who can lift it?
A being half god and half human.
And I am not a demigod, I cannot make it cohere.
To hold together as one clear whole.
And I am not a demigod, I cannot make it cohere.
One of the last of Pound’s Cantos. The old poet admits he “cannot make it cohere”, and ends: “If love be not in the house there is nothing.”
If love be not in the house there is nothing. Ezra Pound “Canto CXVI” Yeah well, sometimes nothing can be a real cool hand.
In poker, a hand of cards played with calm nerve; here, a good result from nothing.
Ezra Pound “Canto CXVI” Yeah well, sometimes nothing can be a real cool hand.
The last quote is from the film written by Donn Pearce and Frank R. Pierson. Luke wins a poker game with a worthless hand and says “sometimes nothing can be a real cool hand.” The line answers Pound’s “there is nothing”.
Pierson Cool Hand Luke 450“Whoever has no house now, will never have one.”
Five pictures the Editors call “contrary evidence”, then the credits and a last short poem.
The Editors give no comment beyond these two words. Johnny wrote early on that the film seemed not to exist; these pages show things that point the other way.
Appendix III Contrary evidence.
Bancroft (1832–1918) was an American historian of the West; volume XXVIII is his History of the Northwest Coast. The photo shows a library copy with an old drawing on its edge. Zampanò cited this volume in Chapter IX, and the settlers’ story of p. 551 belongs to the same region.
2 THAXX GNATOA WSs 1 A wit rs 8 3) 4 a Q 3 Oe The Works of Hubert Howe Bancroft, Volume XXVIII.
A comic-book page by “Tyler Martin” that retells the rescue: a gun fired in the dark, the wheelchair, the endless hallway. It shows the film in popular culture.
SINCE WHEN DID | ARE YOU KIDDING ME? |/_ YOU BRING A GUN? } THIS PLACE Is SCARY. ’ ( Magoo-Zine October 1993 33 “Rescue: The Navidson Record” designed by Tyler Martin.
A dark painting shown at an invented New York arts festival.
“Another Great Hall on Ash Tree Lane” by Mazerine Diasen.
A model in a wooden box: paper stairs, maze plans and dry branches. The label places it at the Graduate School of Design, Harvard University (real), in 1993.
- ~ uae bees ed Che "SHEERS" “SOC SEE* "ERR "ERISES" te id AR UA" “ CER ARR" "REMEBER" SESE ESE~ Sarah Newbery’s “Conceptual Model of the Navidson House.”
A blurred still frame from the short “Exploration #4”, from the “Talmor Zedactur Collection”: a light and a dim figure in darkness.
“Man Looking In/Outward.”
The real publisher’s permissions for the modern poems quoted in the Quotes (Bishop, Plath, Frost, Pound, Yeats, and Izumi Shikibu from The Ink Dark Moon). Mixed in: thanks to the invented “Talmor Zedactur Depositary” for a VHS copy of “Exploration #4”, and photo credits for the interior pictures.
Credits Grateful acknowledgment is made to the following for permission to reprint previously published material: Farrar, Straus and Girous, LLC: Excerpt from “Chemin de Fer” from The Complete Poems 1927-1979 by Elizabeth Bishop.
A last unsigned short poem: a tree so tall it does not reach the ground, whose roots must hold the sky. It turns upside down the image of roots from “You Shall Be My Roots” (p. 565) and Pelafina’s tree letter (p. 623).
What miracle is this? This giant tree.