Thursday, May 21, 2009
There Was A Country From Nantucket...
Consider this:
http://poemsandpoetics.blogspot.com/2009/05/reconfiguring-romanticism-27-david.html
POEMS & POETICS
In addition to our fond visions of "the city on the hill", we see America as a sailing vessel, the Pequod, to be exact:
...the grotesque of the democracy similar to the description of the Pequod...
“A cannibal craft, tricking herself forth in the chased bones of her enemies…”
where "chased" mean - I think without looking it up - worked and cleaned and set within a setting, as well as "chased after".
"Tricking" could also have more than one meaning.
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2 comments:
It's a very cool line.
Yes. Melville goes about, gathering up large piles of driftwood and facts, them sets a bonfire!
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