What Does World Lit Have to Do with It?
This is a blog created by a world literature instructor at a community college.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
traveling
Slavery in America

Of all the readings assigned to us throughout the course of the semester, the Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass, An American Slave is the story that I liked the most and made the biggest impact. He, like all of the other’s slaves, had no fault or control over his situation. All he knew was the cruelty of the white people whom separated him from his mother and siblings at an early age. What do you do if you don’t know any better, if most of the people like you have the same sad story and those who can enlighten you to the truth and the justice do everything they can to keep you in the darkness and ignorance? Frederick fought; he fought for his freedom, for the privilege of reading what most slaves could not read. In his life, he witnessed many horrible crimes committed against people like him, like when Mr. Gore “raised his musket to [Demby’s] face, taking deadly aim at his standing victim, and in an instant poor Demby was no more.” (Douglass 933). Demby had to die so that other slaves would not become unmanageable like him. However, I think that the real reason why Demby died was because Mr. Gore liked to feel superior and way too powerful compared to the slaves, and what better way to do so than ending their lives. Another thing that I find amazing about his story is the way he describes the conditions in which he lived in as a young kid, “The allowance of the slave children was given to their mothers, or the old women having the care of them. The children unable to work in the field had neither shoes, stockings, jackets, nor trousers, given to then; their clothing consisted of two coarse linen shirts per day. When this failed them, they went naked until the next allowance-day.” (Douglass 927). I think Frederick’s story is one to be remembered and admired.
It is Finished!!
Poetic Justice In The Flesh

After all of the literature that we have read as a class in World Literature this fall of 2010, I find that when a poet reads their own work, a unique life is given to their poetry. As I listened to T.S. Eliot read his poetry, I realized that the poet with their poetry is like a mother with her babies. In reading Sandy Longhorn’s poem Psalm For The Color Red, I guessed that it was written in the 20th century: maybe from the Enlightenment or Realism era. In Longhorn’s Etude a shadow of old timey Realism/Romantic is hinted at, so I was a little surprised. While examining the lines of her free verse writing style in Psalm For The Color Red, I was drawn into the life of her vibrant spirit as she read, “What do you do with the boy who never learns…” and goes on to say “who puts his hand on the burner because the explosion of pain is the color red,” (Longhorn 53). Can you not just visualize the little boy who seems to be an unhappy kid, not doing the usual happy, busy kid stuff? Then to get the insight from whence these lines originated, was especially nice to know: you don’t always have a chance to quiz the poet. Etude was more of a yearning for freedom for the daughter and a not wanting to let go for the mother. Longhorn’s use of nature’s elements shows the flow of gracefulness of the dancing girl and this is expressed by stating, “She walked with that much grace. Some days I watched her test the law of gravity—the wind her patient lover” (Longhorn 52). Here is a vivid picture of a girl who is graceful and light on her feet like a schooled ballerina. After hearing the poem read aloud by Mrs. Longhorn it made much more sense. This was one of my favorite blogs, I saved the best for last!
LITERATURE
The Readings of a World Lit.Student
As Free As The Wind
In Sandy Longhorn’s Etude, she creates a captivating picture of the nature of freedom, and the loss that is felt in it’s absence. In Etude, Longhorn uses learning to dance as an act of coming of age for the daughter in the poem, and writes “After my daughter learned to dance, I called her Stepping Water” (Longhorn). In Longhorn’s poem, dancing is representative of beauty and freedom, though we are also shown how that freedom causes fear for her mother. We can also see the reaction that some people have when faced with the loss that must accompany freedom, when Longhorn writes “I only did what any mother would do” (Longhorn). By it’s very nature freedom means to be free of someone else’s rule, and in this case Longhorn is writing of both the freedom that the daughter discovers, and the accompanying loss of power that her mother experiences at the same time. I think this poem does a good job of showing both sides of freedom, and helps us to understand that while freedom is a beautiful thing, it does come with a measure of responsibility to use that freedom wisely and with consideration for others. I found it interesting how this ties into what we have been studying, as we try and determine who has the power in writings. While the mother had control, and the ability to tie her daughter down with coins and gems, it was a very fragile power, and largely dependent on her daughter’s submission. Ultimately when the daughter chooses to be free, then she flies away and experiences the freedom that she sought.