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‘but set down/This set down/This’: memory and identity in The Lonely Londoners and The Handmaid’s Tale
It’s nearly Christmas but I never need that excuse for ‘The Journey of the Magi’ to be in my head and I’m always drawn to the versification of the quotation above. I love the emphatic, almost excited repetition of the old man making his testimony, enhanced by the lack of punctuation between the two imperatives,Continue reading “‘but set down/This set down/This’: memory and identity in The Lonely Londoners and The Handmaid’s Tale”
My mum loved jewellery. When she died in May of this year, my brother and I sat around the coffee table at my parents’ house emptying boxes and bags of it, deciding what to keep or throw. She had amassed it over her lifetime, some from family – her mother had a similar penchant –Continue reading “Tokens of remembrance: my mum’s earrings”
It must be near impossible for anyone writing or reading about infanticide to avoid recalling Medea, whether consciously or not. When I set out to write about Beloved, this was the classical text that immediately came to mind but somehow, the comparison just didn’t seem to work. This was partly because I knew that IContinue reading “The question of sympathy in Medea and Beloved (a sister post to my last)”
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