Showing posts with label Herman Melville. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Herman Melville. Show all posts

Saturday, February 15, 2020

St. John's College Summer Classics program

There’s also a great entry in one of Hawthorne’s journals about when Hawthorne became the ambassador to England. He invited Melville to come visit him and they walked on the moors. Apparently Hawthorne wrote something like: “Out rambling on the moors all morning with Melville this morning. God again.” That’s an eloquent two word summary of a conversation.

If you're not familiar with St. John's College Summer Classics program, visit their site to find out more. This year's brochure also lays out the seminars available in July 2020 at their Santa Fe campus. The seminars are pricey for me, but one can dream, right? If you could take one seminar this summer, which would you choose? There are so many that appeal to me, not to mention the chance to go to the Santa Fe Opera.

The post's opening quote comes from Tutors Talk Books: Cary Stickney On Moby Dick and More. Cary Stickney will be one of the tutors this summer covering Melville's book. I've never heard Moby Dick called a good beach read, but the more I think about it the more I agree with it.

For more on Nathaniel Hawthorne and Melville, check out Melville Meets Hawthorne at American Heritage magazine. I have been unable to find the quote Stickney references, but this article includes this quote from Hawthorne's journal, which sounds similar (if not longer worded):

Melville, as he always does, began to reason of Providence and futurity, and of everything that lies beyond human ken.… It is strange how he persists—and has persisted ever since I knew him, and probably long before—in wandering to-and-fro over these deserts, as dismal and monotonous as the sand hills amid which we were sitting. He can neither believe, nor be comfortable in his unbelief; and he is too honest and courageous not to try to do one or the other. If he were a religious man, he would be one of the most truly religious and reverential; he has a very high and noble nature, and better worth immortality than most of us.

Friday, January 03, 2014

Recent online reading

Public Seminar has Andrei Platonov's short story "Antisexus",
a provisional translation by Anna Kalashyan of an occasional piece by Platonov. In ‘Antisexus’ (1925-26), Platonov writes in a parodic vein about what Béatriz Préciado calls the sex-gender industrial complex. The production of gendered and sexualized bodies via technologies of the image and the orgasm appears here as something that might be implicated in both the western and Soviet modes of spectacle.

Please note the article also has a link to Platonov's Chevengur (pdf)!


Llewelyn Morgan posted about a tale from the Alexander Romance feeds into a scene in Shakespeare's Henry V. And more.


I'm so intrigued by Michael Orthofer's review of Leg Over Leg (Vol. 1) by Aḥmad Fāris al-Shidyāq that I've added it to my TBR pile.


Speaking of the to—be read—stack, I'm anxiously awaiting the upcoming translation of Marketa Lazarová by Vladislav Vančura. In the meantime, enjoy Alex Zucker's essay on the novel and its film adaptation. There's quite a bit on Vančura, too.


Stefany Anne Golberg has an essay on how a crisis in Miguel de Unamuno's life led to his philosophical outlook:

This “crisis of 1897” marked the crossroad of Miguel de Unamuno’s spiritual and intellectual journey. The philosopher would build no system that would eliminate his inner turmoil. He would not turn his back on the Angel of Nothingness. Rather, he would embrace this angel as his wife had embraced him in his grief. Miguel de Unamuno would develop from his nightmare a messy, passionate philosophy of conflict, a philosophy of tragedy. In short, a philosophy of himself.


Greg Grandin looks at fact and fiction behind Herman Melville's Benito Cereno. As is often the case, real life proves to be stranger than fiction.