Despite narrating a personal experience, Charles Marlow fails to “throw a kind of light” on the inciting incident of his story. Rather, he resolves “not to disclose” the specifics of the “ominous something” which pervaded the “atmosphere” of the “waiting room”, despite now knowing exactly that which would later manifest from it. Such foreboding allusions…… Continue reading Pseudo-Psychics and Knitting Yarns: On Fate in Joseph Conrad’s “Heart of Darkness”
Because this hand is bleeding, I cannot move to hold. Because these fingers want to hurt, I cannot touch a thing. I can still feel, though, and somehow I’ll never not – I feel a distance cut me when you tell me it’s an end. So neatly severed, then, I fester behind glass. No, a…… Continue reading Dissection. [Freeform Poem]
Toes in soil.