Monday, October 10, 2016

PQ on Trump in the Wake

Unlike me, someone's keeping up their Finnegans Wake blog. Finnegans, Wake! has a new piece on how the Wake foretold Trump, which is no surprise as it seems to foretell pretty much everything. Unfortunately, it does not reveal how our  own sad spectacle ends. Or perhaps it does, had we but eyes to read and ears to hear. Check it all out HERE.

Tuesday, June 28, 2016

tip

I've been watching a PBS series called The Greeks tonight. Much to my surprise, an early segment showed how we know about the so called Dark Ages of Greece through archeologists digging through the garbage dumps of ancient Greece. Guess what kind of things they found in the trash? Papyri of ancient Greek writings. Preeminently Homer.

Thanks, ancient Greeks, for throwing stuff out. Even the premier texts of Western Civilization.

And thanks, Mr. Joyce for making me see how important this is.

 

Thursday, June 16, 2016

Happy Bloomsday, 2016!

Bloomsday snuck up on me this year. (Apparently it did on Google Blogger too, as I just noticed that the wavy red line beneath it as I write means that they don't recognize Bloomsday as a word. Come on, Google, you've had over a hundred years to catch up on this.) I was actually scrolling through the more depressing news of the day when I saw an article about Ulysses in the Daily Beast. It's about the judge who rendered the verdict that lifted the ban on Ulysses, and you can read it HERE.

The writer of the piece, Ben Cosgrove, notes how incisive Judge John M. Woolsey's literary observations are, and quotes from his opinion thusly:

"Joyce has attempted—it seems to me, with astonishing success—to show how the screen of consciousness with its ever-shifting kaleidoscopic impressions carries, as it were on a plastic palimpsest, not only what is in the focus of each man's observation of the actual things about him, but also in a penumbral zone residua of past impressions, some recent and some drawn up by association from the domain of the subconscious."


Thank you, Judge Woolsey.


Why We Are No Longer Shocked by “Ulysses” - The New Yorker

Why We Are No Longer Shocked by “Ulysses” - The New Yorker:



'via Blog this'

Friday, June 10, 2016

Wordplay...Bloomsday

...is just around the corner!

and O that awful deepdown torrent O and the sea the sea crimson sometimes like fire and the glorious sunsets and the figtrees in the Alameda gardens yes and all the queer little streets and the pink and blue and yellow houses and the rosegardens and the jessamine and geraniums and cactuses and Gibraltar as a girl where I was a Flower of the mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes. 

And, yes, the title, Ulysses, contains the word "yes"!

As far as the Wake is concerned, I hope you are not getting worn down--"Weakening Fans" is an anagram for Finnegans Wake!

Friday, May 27, 2016

Diagramming Finn Fun

I just ran into a site that diagrams (remember those things?) sentences online in real time.

After trying it out with a couple of jawbreaking sentences from Proust, which, curiously, seemed to resemble iguanas when diagrammed, it was all but inevitable.

It took on Proustian monsters with ease...

...so naturally, I wanted to give it a sentence from Finnegans Wake! After all,  what would the application decide was the subject? the verb?

So I gave it the following:

"The whool of the whaal in the wheel of the whorl of the Boubou from Bourneum has thus come to taon!), and with tambarins and cantoridettes soturning around his eggshill rockcoach their dance McCaper in retrophoebia, beck from bulk, like fantastic disossed and jenny aprils, to the ra, the ra, the ra, the ra, langsome heels and langsome toesis, attended to by a mutter and doffer duffmatt baxingmotch and a myrmidins of pszozlers pszinging Satyr's Caudledayed Nice and Hombly,
Dombly Sod We Awhile but Ho, Time Timeagen, Wake!"

It blithely gave me the following.  Not a bad effort at that:
Sentence diagram of a sentence in Finnegans Wake on page 415.  Click for full diagram.



















You can play around with it at: https://foxtype.com/sentence-tree

Uh oh, I just realized that there is a dangling parenthesis, so the sentence ACTUALLY STARTS ON THE PREVIOUS PAGE. So there are several sentences in parenthesis embedded in the surrounding sentence, so actually I have to diagram

He would of curse melissciously, by his fore feelhers, flexors, contractors, depressors and extensors, lamely, harry me, marry me, bury me, bind me, till she was puce for shame and allso fourmish her in Spinner's housery at the earthsbest schoppinhour so summery as his cottage, which was cald fourmillierly Tingsomingenting, groped up. Or, if he was always striking up funny funereels with Bester farther Zeuts, the Aged One, With all his wigeared corollas, albedinous and oldbuoyant, inscythe his elytrical wormcasket and Dehlia and Peonia, his druping nymphs, bewheedling him, compound eyes on hornitosehead, and Auld Letty Plussiboots to scratch his cacumen and cackle his tramsitus, diva deborah (seven bolls of sapo, a lick of lime, two spurts of fussfor, threefurts of sulph, a shake o'shouker, doze grains of migniss and a mesfull of midcap pitchies.  The whool of the whaal in the wheel of the whorl of the Boubou from Bourneum has thus come to taon!), and with tambarins and cantoridettes soturning around his eggshill rockcoach their dance McCaper in retrophoebia, beck from bulk, like fantastic disossed and jenny aprils, to the ra, the ra, the ra, the ra, langsome heels and langsome toesis, attended to by a mutter and doffer duffmatt baxingmotch and a myrmidins of pszozlers pszinging Satyr's Caudledayed Nice and Hombly,

Dombly Sod We Awhile but Ho, Time Timeagen, Wake!

OK, I have no idea if this will even work... Here goes...
... it took a few seconds... it almost died... but it came up with this:
  Click for full diagram.


Saturday, May 14, 2016

Wings of Art - Joseph Campbell on James Joyce



The complete audio: "Wings of Art - Joseph Campbell on James Joyce" on Youtube.
Haven't listened to all of it yet, looks good.....