Toni Morrison's claim that Canon debate . . . is the clash of cultures rings true to me. This statement can be looked at in a few ways. One can look at it and say that Morrison is referring to a hypothetical debate between cultures on what works should be included in a canon. However this can also be read, to use a theme inherent in Unspeakable Things Unspoken, as a debate that takes place in only one culturethe majorityabout one culture's works, effectively excluding voices from other cultures. So canon debate, whether all cultures are actually involved in the debate or not, is always a clash of cultures.
[...] In an interesting passage in Alexie's story “Imagining the Reservation,” the narrator contrasts actual physical conflict/battle with language assimilation and “canon building.” The narrator is musing, notably, on the Fourth of July: “it's the same old story, whispered past the same false teeth. How can we imagine a new language when the language of the enemy keeps our dismembered tongues tied to his belt? How can we imagine a new alphabet when the old jumps off billboards down into our stomachs?” (152). [...]
[...] American Beats Eliot's question of “what is American” literature can be directed at both American literature form and the changing themes of American literature. I'm thinking of Ginsberg's Howl because it seems to upset both American theme (for the most part) and form. The theme, like Kerouac's On the Road, both is and is not a typical American story of the West and Westering. Howl is more about experiencing the American West (like On the Road) and experiencing the Dream of the West than actually living the American West dream and settling West. [...]
[...] The poem is mostly one long line, often repeating which makes for a fast- paced read and mirrors the accelerated, insomniac lifestyles of Ginsberg's characters. As mentioned above, it is as if sex and profanity, music and art, disease and poverty, war, death, scholarship and drugs are all mixed together in American geography. Perhaps it is a celebration of circumnavigating America—the sudden ability of this, given advent of the automobile. In this way the poem itself is of course like a journey, quickly, rapidly one place to the next. [...]
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