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PAUL HOLDENGRBER: Over the years now, I have asked the various writers and
artists and poets and translators to provide me with a biography of themselves in seven
words, a haiku of sorts if you wish or, if youre very modern, a tweet, and I asked Anne
Carson for her seven words, and this has happened quite a few times. I either get two
words, or I get twelve words, or I get nine words, at times I get seven words. In this
particular case I got twenty-five words and these words are not her words, but they seem
to define her, and these are the words of Hlderlin in his Hyperion and this is what she
gave me as her seven, twenty-five words. A thousand times in joy of heart have I
laughed at people who imagine a noble spirit cannot possibly know how to cook a
vegetable. Anne Carson.
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ANNE CARSON: Good evening. How nice of you all to come. I think usually they do
conversations here. Thats the residue of the conversation and its just me tonight, but Im
going to read two quite different things, so it will be like theres two people here, and I
will explain that. Some years ago I wrote a book called Autobiography of Red about a
red-winged monster named Geryon and that told about his childhood and adolescence
and adventures as a young man. Red Doc> is a continuation of the adventures of that
same person when hes in late middle age. Eventually Ill read some from Red Doc>. The
hero of Red Doc> is Geryon but now he calls himself G, the initial G. And there are
two noteworthy characterological features of G. One, he tends to doze off in the middle
of the things, not because he has sleeping sickness, but just hes at that stage of late
middle age where theres a lot to worry about and sometimes its easier just to go to sleep.
Two, he is fascinated by Proust and when the novel begins he has just finished reading
Proust. It took him seven years. He read it in French a little bit every day, all seven
volumes, and having finished Proust hes now in that desert of after Proust. Those of you
who have read Proust will know what I mean, theres a kind of glacial expanse that opens
where nothing seems worth reading and all you want is for Proust to start over again, but
of course he cant and so you read, in a desultory way, things about Proust or criticism or
biography but its not the same and eventually you just give up and realize youll be in
Proust withdrawal for a while and then life will sort of go on in a grayer level. (laughter)
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So in that interval G decided to write an essay about Proust, in fact about Proust and sleep
and more specifically the most interesting sleeper in Proust, who is Albertine, the
girlfriend in Proust, or one of them. The most important girlfriend in the novel. So Im
going to read you Gs essay on Albertine. Its in fifty-nine numbered paragraphs. He
numbers his paragraphs because it makes him feel like Wittgenstein.
(laughter)
1. Albertine the name is not a common name for a girl in France, although Albert is
widespread for a boy.
2. Albertines name occurs 2,363 times in Prousts novel, more than any other character.
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6. Albertine constitutes a romantic, psychosexual, and moral obsession for the narrator of
the novel, mainly throughout volume 5 of Prousts seven volumes in the Pliade Edition
work.
(laughter)
8. The problems of Albertine are from the narrators point of view, (a) lying (b)
lesbianism, and from Albertines point of view, (a) being imprisoned in the narrators
house.
9. Her bad taste in music, although several times remarked on, is not a problem.
10. Albertine does not call the narrator by his name anywhere in the novel, nor does
anyone else. The narrator hints that his first name might be the same first name as that of
the author of the novel, that is, Marcel. Lets go with that.
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14. Her friends fascinate him, too, especially by their contrast with his friends, who are
gay but very closeted. Her friends parade themselves at the beach and kiss in restaurants.
15. Despite intense and assiduous questioning, Marcel cannot discover what exactly it is
that women do together. This palpitating specificity of female pleasure, as he calls it.
17. Once Albertine has been imprisoned by Marcel in his house, his feelings change. It
was her freedom that first attracted him, the way the wind billowed in her garments. This
attraction is now replaced by a feeling of ennui, boredom. She becomes, as he says, a
heavy slave.
18. This is predictable given Marcels theory of desire, which equates possession of
another person with erasure of the otherness of her mind, while at the same time positing
otherness as what makes another person desirable.
19. And in point of fact how can he possess her mind if she is a lesbian?
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21. Albertine is a girl in a flat sports cap pushing her bicycle across the beach when
Marcel first sees her. He keeps going back to this image.
22. Albertine has no family, profession, or prospects. She is soon installed, indeed
captive, in Marcels house. There, she has a separate bedroom. He emphasizes that she is
nonetheless, an obedient person, see above on Albertine as heavy slave.
23. Albertines face is sweet and beautiful from the front but from the side has a hookednosed aspect that fills Marcel with horror. He would take her face in his hands and
reposition it.
24. The state of Albertine that most pleases Marcel is Albertine asleep.
26. Plants do not actually sleep. Nor do they lie or even bluff. They do, however, expose
their genitalia.
27a. Sometimes in her sleep Albertine throws off her kimono and lies naked.
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29. Perhaps he is. At this point, parenthetically, if we had time, several observations could
be made about the similarity between Albertine and Ophelia, Hamlets Ophelia, starting
from the sexual life of plants, which Proust and Shakespeare equally enjoy using as a
language of female desire. Albertine, like Ophelia, embodies for her lover blooming
girlhood and also castration, casualty, threat, and pure obstacle. Albertine, like Ophelia, is
condemned for a voracious sexual appetite whose expression is denied her. Ophelia takes
sexual appetite into the river and drowns it amid water plants. Albertine distorts hers into
the false consciousness of a sleep plant. In both scenarios, the man appears to be in
control of the script, yet he gets himself tangled up in the wiles of the woman. On the
other hand, who is bluffing whom is hard to say.
31. Marcel gives Albertine the idea that he intends to marry her but he does not. She
bores him.
32. Albertines eyes are blue and saucy. Her hair is like crinkly black violets.
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33. Albertines behavior in Marcels household is that of a domestic animal, which enters
any door it finds open or comes to lie beside its master on his bed, making a place for
itself. Marcel has to train Albertine not to come into his room until he rings for her.
34. Marcel gradually manages to separate Albertine from all her friends, whom he
regards as evil influences.
35. Marcel never says the word lesbian to Albertine. He says, The kind of woman I
object to.
36. Albertine denies she knows any such women. Marcel assumes she is lying.
37. At first Albertine has no individuality. Indeed, Marcel cannot distinguish her from her
girlfriends or remember their names or decide which to pursue. They form a frieze in his
mind, pushing their bicycles across the beach, with the blue waves breaking behind them.
38. This pictorial multiplicity of Albertine evolves gradually into a plastic and moral
multiplicity. Albertine is not a solid object. She is unknowable. When he brings his face
close to hers to kiss, she is ten different Albertines in succession.
39. One night Albertine goes dancing with a girlfriend at the casino.
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42. Albertine lies so much and so badly that Marcel is drawn into the game. He lies, too.
43. Marcels jealousy, impotence, and desire are all exasperated to their highest pitch by
the game.
45. Near the end of Volume 5, Albertine finally runs away, vanishing into the night and
leaving the window open. Marcel fusses and fumes and writes her a letter in which he
claims he had just decided to buy her a yacht and a Rolls-Royce when she disappeared.
Now he will have to cancel these orders. (laughter) The yacht had a price tag of 27,000
francsabout 75,000 dollars, and was to be engraved at the prow with her favorite stanza
of a poem by Mallarm.
46. Albertines death in a riding accident on page 642 of Volume 5 does not emancipate
Marcel from jealousy. It removes only one of the innumerable Albertines he would have
to forget. The jealous lover cannot rest until he is able to touch all the points in space and
time ever occupied by the beloved.
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47. There is no right or wrong in Proust, says Samuel Beckett, and I believe him. The
bluffing, however, remains a gray area.
49. On May 30th, 1914, French newspapers reported that Alfred Agostinelli, a student
aviator, fell from his machine into the Mediterranean Sea near Antibes and was drowned.
Agostinelli, you recall, was the chauffer whom Proust in letters to friends admitted that
he not only loved but adored. Proust had bought Alfred the airplane, which cost 27,000
francs, about 75,000 dollars, and had had it engraved on the fuselage with a stanza of
Mallarm. Proust also paid for Alfreds flying lessons and registered him at the flying
school under the name Marcel Swann. The flying school was in Monaco. In order to spy
on Alfred while he was there, Proust sent another favorite manservant, whose name was
Albert.
50. Compare and contrast Albertines sudden fictional death by runaway horse with
Alfred Agostinellis sudden real-life death by runaway plane. Poignantly, both
unfortunate beloveds managed to speak to his or her lover from the wild blue yonder.
Agostinelli, before setting out for his final flight, had written a long letter, which Proust
was heartbroken to receive the day after the plane crash. Transposed to the novel, this exit
scene becomes one of the weirdest in fiction.
51. Several weeks after accepting the news that Albertine has been thrown from her horse
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and killed, Marcel gets a telegram. You think me dead but Im alive and long to see you.
Affectionately, Albertine. Marcel agonizes for days about this news and debates with
himself whether he could possibly resume relations with her, only to realize that the
signature on the telegram has been misread by the telegraph operator. It is not from
Albertine at all but from another long-lost girlfriend, whose name, Gilberte, shares its
central letters with Albertines name.
52. One only loves that which one does not entirely possess, says Marcel.
53. There are four ways Albertine is able to avoid becoming entirely possessed: by
sleeping, by lying, by being a lesbian, or by being dead.
(laughter)
56. Isnt it always a tricky question, the question whether to read an authors work in
light of his life or not?
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57. Granted, the transposition theory is a graceless, intrusive, and saddening hermeneutic
mechanism. In the case of Proust it is also irresistible. Here is one final spark to be struck
from rubbing Alfred against Albertine, as it were. Lets consider the stanza of poetry that
Proust had inscribed on the fuselage of Alfreds plane, the same verse that Marcel
promises to engrave on the prow of Albertines yacht, from her favorite poem, he says. It
is four verses of Mallarm about a swan that finds itself frozen into the ice of a lake in
winter. Swans are of course migratory birds. This one for some reason failed to fly off
with its fellow swans when the time came. What a weird and lonely shadow to cast on
these two love affairs, the fictional and the real, what a desperate analogy to offer of the
lovers final wintry paranoia of possession. As Hamlet says to Ophelia, accurately but
ruthlessly, You should not have believed me.
58. Heres the stanza of Mallarm in somewhat rudimentary English: A swan of olden
times remembers that it is he, the one magnificent but without hope of setting himself
free. For he failed to sing of a region for living when barren winter burned all around him
with ennui.
(applause)
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Thanks.
So thats G as a researcher. Im going to read Red Doc> some other aspects of that same
psyche. So in the myth of Geryon, Geryon is a herdsman and has a herd of magic red
cattle that Herakles is commissioned to capture, which he does, legendarily. In this story
G has a different herd, they are musk oxen. And he has a friend named Sad But Great
who goes by the shorter name of Sad, who is a veteran of some war or other.
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brainless. Simply no
common sense. You could
take the entirety of the
common sense of humans
and put it in the palm of
your hand and still have
room for your dick.
Now we go inside Io. Io is the name of the lead musk ox of the herd. And Gs favorite.
Shes waking up.
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At a certain point in the story G and his companion Sad find themselves inside a glacier,
sort of lost. And theyre exploring, down a sort of slot in it.
laundry?
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Heart
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And now he has returned home because his mothers in the hospital.
He brings lilacs
from the bush by the
corner of her house to
which she will probably
not return this time. Or
ever, and he leans his face
into them. The smell
plunges up. A vertical
smell. Wet purple
unvanquished. Her door is
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Some days go by. And now hes in her hospital room. Their last interview.
Not a casual
solitude. He and she.
Oxygen machine is
wheeled in and hooked
up. Her eyelids flutter but
do not open. He sits. The
room is hot. There is a
smell. Does Proust have a
verb for this. This
struggle she faces now her
onetime terrible date with
Night. First date last date
soul mate. Old song lyrics
scamper in him. He moves
the chair back to the
window. Shes counting
my soul mate gasps of
make my heart rate beat at a
fast rate. Oxygen. He
dozes. Waking to her avid
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closed. It is a
hard-blowing red evening.
The priest speaks about
the womans good life her
exemplary son her souls
situation in the palaces of
God. A short-notice choirs
attempts Ave Maria. The
coffin is wheeled out the
back door of the church
and onto a waiting van
someone closes the doors
of the van G watches it
drive off. And the
freedom stuns him. Here
it is the promised clearing
where great stags are
running at liberty. Say a
man has been carrying a
mother on the front of his
life all these years now
she is ripped off now his
life is light as air -- should he believe it?
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Shuffling recipes
coupons horoscopes
in a kitchen drawer he turns
up an old black-and-white
photograph of her posed in
dashing swim costume on
some long-ago back porch.
One leg forward like a
Greek kouros a cigarette
in the other hand she
glows as a drop of water
glows in sun. She looks
sexually astute in a way
that terrifies him he puts
this aside and all at once
the grainy photograph the
early marvel of her life
flung up at him a thing
hardly believable! knocks
him to his knees. He grips
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rattling
bewildering leafy
knuckling mob of rain. A
rain with no instructions.
Listening to rain
he thinks how strange
all its surfaces sound like
theyre sliding up. How
strange his mother is lying
out there in her little
soaked Chanel suit. The
weeping has been arriving
about every seven
minutes. In the days to
come it will grow less.
Mothers in summer.
Mothers in winter.
Mothers in autumn.
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Mothers in spring.
Mothers at altitude.
Mothers in solitude.
Mothers as platitude.
Mothers in spring.
Mothers as ice.
Or when they are nice.
No one more nice
In spring.
Mothers ashamed and Ablaze and clear.
At the end.
As they are.
As they almost all are, and then.
Mothers dont come around Again.
In spring.
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Thank you.
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