You can read the previous entries on this subject here and here. In those posts, I sketch out the idea that the naked body is a symbol in the Wake for art, while clothing is a symbol for the facts of reality. The Wake suggests that, in a sense, fiction is “truer” than fact, for art contains the patterns that repeat with variations in life, the same anew.
This post extends my thoughts on this subject.
Continue readingAs I discussed in “The Prankquean’s Riddle,” one of the issues raised by the riddle — “Why do I am alook alike a poss of porterpease?” — is the enigmatic question of identity.
Some ways of glossing the riddle include “Why do I look like you?” or “Why do I look like our children?” or “Why are we a family; what makes us a family (the Porter family, a pod of peas)?”
What is a family, anyway? What am “I,” that I can resemble or be something at all?
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The Suspended Sentence 