IVIV Preserved/Golden Fang

[alice wellintown]

 Had we but hemp enough and brine
such marinations of P lines,
tangling and dangling disorderly,
from lives spun,
then slit,
short,
by crimes,
would weave a tapestry from Varo’s tower
to Pip’s vision of the weaver god whose foot forever pumps the treadle of
what is loomed, looming, and what looms forever and ever  . . . .
He saw God's foot upon the treadle of the loom, and spoke it; and
therefore his shipmates called him mad. So man's insanity is heaven's
sense; and wandering from all mortal reason, man comes at last to that
celestial thought, which, to reason, is absurd and frantic; and weal
or woe, feels then uncompromised, indifferent as his God.



On Sun, Jan 24, 2010 at 11:50 AM,  <dougmillison at comcast.net> wrote:
> If the ocean represents the Unconscious, seems appropriate that a ship on its surface could be freighted with Mark's aptly described cargo from the past. Extending the metaphor a reader might see humans managing to skate across the face of ocean deep and dark even as we are doomed to sink eventually because of the weight of the past pressing relentlessly against structural flaws.
>
> It's probably worth going back to re-read the ship stuff in the rest of P's books, esp. M&D and GR, and see how IV's ship fits in.
>
> Mark the K:
> I think it is a nice internal metaphor for the cargo from the past, from the "unconscious", from values before most (modern) nation-state wars...
>