sewn paper
Fiction/Short Stories
October 2003
192 pages
ISBN 0-88984-270-1
$18.95

e-mail the Author

Back to Title Page

Search by Title

Search by Author

News & Events

Alumni

To order

Order Direct

Of Mice and Man

Barbara LoFaro

The existing species exhibit a hierarchy of status and so compose a great chain, or ladder, of being, extending from the lowliest condition of the merest existence up to God Himself. In this chain man occupies the middle position between the animal kinds and the angels, or purely spiritual beings.
    -- A.O. Lovejoy's `The Great Chain of Being'

It could be said that `Words for the Winter' is a small Greek tragedy with `small' being Blaise's adjective of choice throughout the story to describe characters and events. The nameless protagonist is the archetypal `hero' though one of weak or inferior attributes, in other words a `small' mythological hero yet a hero nonetheless by virtue of his Apollonian qualities: tall and fair of skin and hair (German origins) and a teacher, hence possessing a higher learning and, more notably, an idealist, a dreamer, as is stated in the last sentence. `I who live in dreams ... ' (page 37).

However, as a married man and the father of a young boy he is manifestly connected to the physical realm. Descending from the pristine paradise of the mountain top to the dirty, dangerous Dionysian city below the hero is thrown into conflict by the opposing worlds of reality and dreams. In keeping with this motif the mythological hero displays a touch of hubris at the beginning `And in this small way, I have succeeded' (page 25) and a touch of smugness, a form of hubris, at the end `I am learning to appreciate small favors: mail, mouselessness, the stirrings of spring' (page 35) and both occasions herald a fall.

This essay is a close reading focusing on two aspects of the story: firstly, the small things; children and mice and how these seemingly disparate and harmless beings seem to collude to destroy the hero's dream of an idyllic world leading him to regard them in equal parts as victim and vermin. The children as mice conceit is created by repeated references to their smallness and vulnerability, the furtiveness and mystery of their movements and intentions and striking similarities in the imagery. Secondly, an analysis of the `smallness' of the hero vis-à-vis his life's struggles as it applies to the theme that the man who loses himself in dreams and does not temper his idealism will fail to adequately survive in the material world. The opening line `September, month of the winding down' (page 25) sets the tone of impending doom suggesting the beginning of the end: the end of a season, a vacation, a marriage, of idealism.

The first mention of children is on page 27 `In the single basement flat lives an extended family of Jamaicans with uncountable children all roughly the same age. Our four-year-old son plays with two of theirs; rugged, gentle boys of five and seven' (page 28). The hero's detachment is apparent in his description of the children as a homogenous, faceless, nameless group which includes his own son. `Ours plays with theirs' serves merely to delineate ownership.

The line `Christopher suffers his nosebleeds and hasn't been out in twenty days. The mice have left us alone. The Jamaican children come up to play, riding tricycles through our endless flat' (page 28) is the first connection between children and mice as naturally co-existing on the same plane.

The destruction of his mail is the first violation of private and personal space and the hero blames Irene, the `Greek girl across the hall' (page 28) who, as the diminutive antagonist, is both precocious and a victim. `She will go to stores for you. She will play with your boy when she finds him alone. And she will steal his toys and kick the smaller Jamaican girls when she finds them alone' (page 28). These lines introduce the duality of the child's nature which baffles and torments the hero. `I wanted to protect her, for whatever she'd done, that bruised furtive little thing with the Anne Frank face. That cheat, that thief, that cunning wretched child' (page 29). This stream of thought expresses wildly opposing sentiments; he wants to protect her although he feels she is undeserving of his protection. Figurative language in `bruised furtive little thing' creates a fusion of child and mouse. The children's curiosity and lack of revulsion is evident in their removal of the dead mice to retrieve the traps and garbage bags. The hero's son is fascinated and `leaves peanuts for them in old jar lids' (page 29) as if they are pets rather than pests whereas the hero is secretly afraid and repulsed by the vermin.

When he discovers mice inside his wife's `old belted bag from Germany' (page 30) the use of personification gives the bag life though the addition of `an embolism' (page 30) connotes death. The `mouse-nests of shredded paper' (page 30) is repeated with a similar mention made on page 34 in the line `Our letters, as usual, lay shredded on the steps' and reinforces the idea of a complete and willful destruction.

The second violation of a personal, private space occurs when mice penetrate into Erika's bag `the one she kept her secrets in, everything portable and priceless from her first twenty years' (page 30). The bag as a quasi sacred possession is defiled. The clearest insight into the couple's relationship comes on page 30 in the lines `For a moment I allowed myself to think exactly what it meant about us, about me. I have stained her with the froth of mice, their birth and death, in all my dreams and failures.' The mice/children imagery hints at the birth and death of children by abortion or miscarriage and explains the couple's separateness as is suggested on page 28 in the line `Erika sleeps late, turns in early, and admits to constant headaches' the latter being a timeworn but effective excuse for avoiding physical closeness. Particularly disturbing are the lines ` ... about me. I have stained her ... ' (page 30) because they are charged with guilt for his role in these births and deaths. The dialogue echoes of unholy, unspoken truths and the lines are `pregnant' with double-entendres. The writing is suffused with guilt, despair and the fear of abandonment.

When the hero cradles the suitcase like a baby in his arms it is a protective gesture bound to a murderous intent. `Did you kill it?' (page 30) is a question wrapped in an imperative. Pursuing with this line of analysis the wife's words create the impression of someone inured to killing and death. His response `There may be more inside' (page 30) might refer to the potential for other births. The connotations here are especially ambiguous; is the husband wary of his wife's desire for more children and is assuring her he will not let this happen or is the wife averse to more births and insists he `do' something to stop this from happening? Likely it is the latter interpretation that is nearer the truth due to the wife's emphasis on the verb `do' as stated above.

The couple manages to embellish a single room, the front room, the one people are most likely to see. It is an attractive prop and like their marriage it is only a façade, `But the rest of the flat has defeated us' (page 30). As for the innermost areas, those that are not immediately apparent both in the flat and in their union, they are in a shambles.

The mouse darts into the dining room, under the radiator where the linoleum has lifted and there must be a hole. I've spoken to Laflamme about it-he refused to act without the landlord's directive, and gave me a box of steel wool instead. `Stuff it under there,' he said, `it's mouseproof.'' (page 31). This passage contains tropes: the metaphor `hole' for female genitalia and `mouseproof' for means of contraception. The killing of the mouse is described in a lengthy passage signifying the intense psychological impression this makes on the hero. `If I had the man's Florida address, I'd send him this' (page 32) expresses his deep resentment and anger at what he has been compelled to do. ` ... then wash' (page 32). The act of washing is a metonymy for purification.

The line `She snaps the locks, tightens the belts' has deliberately jarring, harsh sounds to strengthen the sense of a hermetic physical and emotional shut-down. Following are the lines `If there'd been mice in there I would have left you' and `There are some things that would kill me' (page 31) - the first is a threat and the second is an accusation for the hardships she has endured and where she draws the line.

So terrified by his wife's increasing emotional distance the hero is reduced to silent servitude. `Best not to speak. Better indeed to kill ... ' (page 32). The mouse killing scene zooms with morbidly graphic detail on the creature's death. It is as if all the ugliness in the world is captured in this seemingly insignificant event and leaves a psychic scar on the idealistic hero.

Spring is a time of renewal, a time of rebirth but here it begins with the death of a child and immediately follows the mouse killing episode. Children are analogous to renewal and yet another `small creature' has perished. And as was the case with the mouse the hero is `the only witness' (page 33) and is afraid to touch the body and the boy's spasms recreate those of the dying mouse. The `street slowly bristled to life' (page 33) is personification and the screaming Greek women as dark and squat, `who never came out opened their doors and ran toward me ... ' (page 33) is reminiscent of the roaches and creates a nightmarish vision of the world as a hideous, dangerous place crawling with senseless yet powerful vermin. The hero is overwhelmed by the vehemence of the women's attack and frustrated by his failure to be understood. `Oh, God, I had dreamed of loving the Greeks ... ' (page 33) Confronted by ignorance and violence his idealized version of Greeks as a people of culture and beauty is shattered but more notably he is shocked by his own dark nature. `I wished to annihilate them' (page 33) and `I was consumed with hatred for them all, a desire to use my size and my innocence, my strength and good intentions, to trample them, to will them back to Greece and their piggish lives in the dark'(p 33) are expressions of the conflict between the dual sides of his nature: On the one hand he hates them, on the other he is innocent, he has good intentions but wishes to destroy them. `I felt a pity for us all that I had never felt before' (page 34). In this moment of catharsis the hero admits to being lessened or reduced in some profound way. He fears and pities the others in an attitude of `They know not what they do' and fears and pities himself for falling to a `lower moral ground.'

The dialogue on page 34 creates a sense of the tension and strange rapport between Irene and the hero in the line ` ... a father and daughter to anyone passing' (page 34). They are opposites; he, the innocent dreamer, she, streetwise and corrupt yet it remains that in some ambivalent way he perceives their connectedness. The dialogue between them illuminates the depth of his naiveté. As a child of abuse and neglect, her arsenal of survival techniques includes cunning and deceit as well as a certain level of maturity and she does not let the deluded hero patronize her. The Anne Frank resemblance twice mentioned in the story conceals her duplicitous nature which is the opposite of the good, innocent, forgiving child martyr locked in a world she cannot control. `She kept up with me. I was almost running' (page 34). She is like his shadow from which he cannot escape. That having been said the `shadow' is often interpreted to represent rejected elements of masculine potential as in the capacity to fight, for example. In effect, the hero fails to defend himself in `manly' fashion against the women by pushing one of them to the ground so overcome is he by the ferocity of their attack. He makes no move to protect Irene from her father's violence and his `overkill' of the mouse demonstrates a degree of cruelty commingled with cowardice. These repeated failures to act nobly or heroically add up to produce an almost palpable sense of the gradual and unrelenting erosion of his `heroism' or coping mechanisms versus the real world.

Irene seems genuinely indifferent to her own cousin's death and goes so far as to call him `a dumb kid anyway' and `stupid' and a `crybaby' (page 34). At each turn the hero defends the boy and Irene's cruel remarks provoke the re-emergence of the hero's nastier side. `For a moment, in my hatred, I thought she'd done it; shades of The Bad Seed, she'd been up there all along taking his toys and making his morning miserable' (page 34). The `Bad Seed' is a reference to a 1950's horror film about a pretty little girl who is a serial killer, remorselessly causing the death of neighbors etc. to obtain what she wants. In a flash of paranoia the hero momentarily imagines Irene as having brought about the boy's death and her attempts to enlighten the hero to the boy's misdeeds falls on deaf ears. He cannot or will not imagine the broken little boy as capable of committing acts of malice and aforethought. With the Greek women's attack still fresh in his mind he openly accuses her. `And with that she extracted a key from her purse ... ' (page 35). The key is an implicit metaphor, the vehicle is the key, the unstated tenor is control, and plays a `key' role because the loss of his keys results in his ultimate loss of control. In addition, the key Irene holds is a metaphor for the psychological control she holds over him.

Our mail has been left alone. I am learning to appreciate small favors: mail, mouselessness, the stirrings of spring' (page 35). These lines are introduced to lull and warn and with the subsequent small mishap of the theft of his keys the hero comes apart.

His descent into the basement apartment is a metonymy for his final fall to Hell. The children are like so many mice in this horrible environment and his son's eating of a peanut butter sandwich brings to mind the peanuts fed to the mice. A struggle between father and son ensues. The hero asks his son, as he did the screaming women, to `understand' but tragically, again he is not understood. `Limp in my arms he belches, and part of his sandwich comes heaving out' (page 36) closely resembles `One got trapped with a peanut half-expelled' (page 29) and this sight inflicts too great a psychic wound for the hero to bear.

`At this moment, Irene must be in the flat. There is much to steal that we will never miss' (page 37). The sudden and monstrous realization that Irene has possession of his keys and is invading his most private place, his home, as in the incident with the mouse in his wife's bag, destroys the hero's illusions of the world as a place of beauty, harmony and coherence. Completely alienated and vulnerable he is like a man screaming behind a plate glass window - he is seen but not heard or, more precisely, not understood.

The front of my shirt is stained ... ' (page 37). The stain is another implicit metaphor, the vehicle is the stain and the unstated tenor is the loss of innocence. An Italian adage is a propos and says: `I gran dolori sono muti' (Great sorrows are silent) and the hero is so keenly aware of and aggrieved by this terrible and irreversible change he cannot effectively explain it. `Something infinitely small but infinitely complicated has happened to our lives, and I don't know how to present it-in its smallness, in its complication- without breaking down' (page 37). The cause of his plight is his unbridled idealism and the `twin halves' of his torn coat a metaphor for the irrevocably splintered halves of his nature. With his ideals in tatters, he takes flight from the brutal, brutish world determined to regain his world of dreams.

Blaise has created a diminished Apollo greatly reduced in status as befits the common world of today. Apollo, god of archery, prophecy, medicine, poetry and music and protector of the Muses is always represented as the highest type of masculine beauty and grace [Webster's New Twentieth Century Dictionary] whereas Blaise arms his hero with a can of insecticidal spray and deprives him of insight or foresight and of any genuine capacity to heal or to protect. Mythological heroes undergo trials and perform great feats and so it is with Blaise's hero albeit on a miniscule scale. However, due to this hero's lack of resilience and fortitude in the face of adversity he is doomed to failure. He is alone, despised and misunderstood in his desire to transcend the ugliness of the world with its inherent violence and chaos and his lofty ideals and artistic temperament render him incapable of effectively dealing with ignorance and savagery.

The understanding is that the dreamer is a highly sensitive being, a seeker of beauty and harmony and that his world is fragile and ephemeral as opposed to the material world which is a hard, harsh, heartless place inhabited by uncivilized creatures whose sole interest is in their physical survival.

In this most poignant story Blaise has fashioned a stripped-down hero for today. He has stripped him of nobility of purpose and of the gift to enlighten and, what's more he has stripped him of any illusions in his potential for either. The very antithesis of glorious Apollo returning triumphant to sacred Parnassus Blaise's hero is an anguished, disillusioned man whose refusal to adjust to the tangible world sends him scurrying back to his mountain refuge in shame.




 

Barbara LoFaro is a student at Concordia University in Montreal where Clark Blaise taught for many years.

 



PQL Home   |    News & Events   |    To Order   |    Order Direct   |    Search by Author   |    Search by Title



Contents © 2004 Barbara LoFaro, reprinted by permission - Updated: 27 January 2004 by Tim Inkster
The Porcupine's Quill, 68 Main Street, Erin, Ontario CANADA N0B 1T0
Telephone (519) 833-9158   Fax (519) 833-9845  e-mail pql@sentex.net


The Porcupine's Quill is remarkable in Canadian publishing in that most of the physical production
of our books is completed in-house at the shop on the Main Street of Erin Village.

We print on a twenty-five inch Heidelberg KORD, typically onto acid-free Zephyr Antique laid.
The sheets are then folded, and sewn into signatures on a 1907 model Smyth National Book Sewing machine.