Diana Bianchi and Catia Nannoni present an intriguing discovery of Angela Carter’s The Bloody Chamber in their article, “Back to the Future: The Journey of The Bloody Chamber in Italy and France.” Within it, they reveal intricacies and challenges involved in translating literature into foreign languages, explaining that it requires the synergy of “the source…
Comparative Manifestations of Chaos in the Dynamic Narratives of To the Lighthouse and The Sound and The Fury
In his 1907 autobiographical narrative, The Education of Henry Adams, Adams observes an emergent scientific and philosophical tenet growing in popularity among his contemporary generation of scholars.1 In his own summation, it claims “Chaos was the law of nature; Order was the dream of man” (Adams xxxi). Imbedded in this statement is a notion that…
Gaslight
Your eyes, they darkenUnder the gaslight.The shadows danceAcross your lips.“Truth,” they say, butThe room whispers lie;“Day,” they say, butI swear it’s night. After all this time,Somehow dark is lightTo my adjusted eye;Right is not, andWrong is right. I start to speak,But your shadowSwallows the raysUpon my lips.And there you stand — youBetween the flame and…
Language
A phrase in one, no sense in another;By a graceful tongue, foreign ears shudder. Avec origine pas jeune, mais oui pour une autre;Un douce chanson, ou une forte morsure. Son misterios ya, revelados solo con rigor;Veces imitados por ruido, como el sol que abre la flor. Se lasciato nel sfondo, ammuffito l’oro;Se davanti la pongo,…
Idyll
I know these woods–They raised me.I feel the dry mossOn my fingertips as IBrush the rock’s face.I feel it as if caressingThe face of one I love.The rock is coldAnd the air still, onlyBroken by the soundOf falling limbs; the limbsOf oak and ash and elm.My old friends. Hello again.I drink your breathAnd it invigorates…
Double Death
A life poorly-lived,And then its end.What is the differenceBetween the two?Monotony is death,Slow and numb.Potential unfulfilled,Is death too,Cold and irretrievable.But a life well-lived—Well, there it is. November 17, 2021
Siren
Water like wind against my skin, my scales.I glide with each flip, each flicker; My tail,Long and waving like seagrass in soft current.I drink deep the salt around me; the saltThat moves in curls and swirls around my face,Between my fingers and fluttering fins.I slow, then stop to float. My hair lifts and spins about.The…
Critical Article Response: Padma’s Role in the Adaptations of Midnight’s Children
Ana Cristina Mendes, from the University of Lisbon in Portugal, presents a fascinating argument on the diverse media adaptations of Salman Rushdie’s Midnight’s Children. Her article, published in 2016 and titled “Padma or No Padma: Audience in the Adaptations of Midnight’s Children,” opens with Rushdie’s opinion of adaptation. Mendes explains that he sees it necessary…
Chick
I hear your little feet, the soft sound of tiny patters through the summer grass. I hear your little wing, the feathers catching and gently rubbing as you stretch it out over your pointed toes. And your quick shake as all the feathers puff out and swirl around rapidly before you slick them all down…
Quasi-Symmetry in A Passage To India
There are moments in literature when the portrayed symmetry is perfect and complete, revealing an ideal image or message to the world. Yet there are others, invariably, when symmetry is only partial and images appear merely quasi-symmetric, revealing a message of its own. In these moments, where there is an evident aim toward perfection, but…