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Wednesday, March 7th, 2018

🦋 How Dante appropriated Islamic theological writings for his own ends

I'm thinking of an old post by Tyler Cowen at Marginal Revolution, which asserts that key to understanding Pamuk's The New Life is understanding Dante and how Dante used themes from Islamic writings in *his* La Vita Nuova. I've started reading Dante as I begin to think about rereading Pamuk.

The translator's (Barbara Reynolds') introduction was not of much help in regards to figuring out Islamic sources for the work... I'm figuring one reference is to Majnun and Layla, with Dante casting himself as Majnun, approaching divinity by losing his wits over Beatrice. (The allegory doesn't really work for me, it seems kind of silly... Also Dante has twisted it around by portraying Love as a rational voice that tries to counter his mania. I guess he's attributing the mania to something like infatuation?)

No, not infatuation, definitely Love -- see e.g.

And when I perceived her, all my senses were overpowered by the great lordship that Love obtained, finding himself so near unto that most gracious being, until nothing but the spirits of sight remained to me.
But Love is also portrayed as talking him down...

posted evening of March 7th, 2018: 2 responses
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Sunday, February 25th, 2018

🦋 Rhyme and meter!

Hey look at that! I translated a rhyming, metered poem, and preserved the rhyme and meter! Not sure that has ever happened before. Goethe inscribed this poem in a book given to his daughter (according to Blumenberg, the book was Johnson's Dictionary) --

My translation--
The books are thick! and full of stuff!
I'm never going to learn enough!
If it won't come in my head,
I'll leave it in the book instead.

(Note -- found this poem while reading Blumenberg's Care Crossing the River.)

posted evening of February 25th, 2018: 1 response
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Saturday, February 24th, 2018

🦋 Ontological Planes

None could comprehend the light of his face
The sun next to him a handful of clay

His mouth's essence was mysterious Lahut
His every vow a mirage of Nasut

--Love and Beauty (509-10)

The glossary at the back of the book identifies Nasut and Lahut as "ontological levels," respectively, of the human and the divine. Here's some of what Hazrat Inayet Khan had to say about it:

posted morning of February 24th, 2018: Respond
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Thursday, February 22nd, 2018

🦋 Persian epic

They chose for the girl the name of Beauty
The chosen son was named Love unhappy

As time went on, some called Beauty Leyla
Some called her Shirin, and others Azra

Then some gave the name of Majnun to Love
Some called him Vamik, and others Ferhad

--Love and Beauty (305-7)

Is the intended reading that all of these epics are retellings of the same story?

posted evening of February 22nd, 2018: Respond
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Monday, February 19th, 2018

🦋 Whose voice?

Mehmet, Pamuk, Jelal, Galip, me?

posted morning of February 19th, 2018: Respond
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Tuesday, February 13th, 2018

🦋 Jelal's columns written by Galip

In part II of The Black Book, Galip writes three columns in the style of Jelal and delivers them to Milliyet. Which of the columns that are reprinted in the book are by Galip? Certainly chapter 31, "The Story Goes Through the Looking Glass," is; and I thought chapter 29, "I Turned Out to be the Hero" might be as well.

It was fun to read "The Story Goes Through the Looking Glass" this evening right after I had read Victoria Rowe Holbrook's introduction to Love and Beauty, and understand more of the references. I expect I will need to read the book yet another time...

posted evening of February 13th, 2018: Respond
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Sunday, February 4th, 2018

🦋 Nawfal

It seems clear that the story of Layla and Majnun is understood as an allegory for the believer's unquenchable thirst for God. But I'm having trouble getting this line of meaning out of the story itself... I'm about midway through, and Majnun's friend Nawfal has led his army against Layla's tribe, seeking to capture her and lay waste--

Like lion’s claws the spears tore breasts and limbs, the arrows drank the sap of life with wide open beaks like birds of prey; and proud heroes, heads severed from trunks, lay down for the sleep of eternity.
Majnun renounces the quest a few pages later but Nawfal is about to go on the attack again, mustering up reserves... and I'm thinking, how the hell does this fit into the allegory? The gore is nice and vivid in an epic-poetry sort of way.

"Love is Fire and I am Wood" makes no mention of Nawfal, it seems strange to me to ignore such a central character.

Update turns out my confusion was based on a confusion between Nizami's epic romance and the underlying story. (See comments.)

posted morning of February 4th, 2018: 2 responses

Saturday, February third, 2018

🦋 A couple of Sufi links

While I am reading The Black Book I'm developing something of an interest in Rumi and by extension in Sufi. Here are a couple of links I've tracked down that seem like worthwhile further reading.

More as I find it.

Also -- I updated the Pamuk Bibliography with link to an essay by Saniye Çancı Çalışaneller, "Doppelgänger in Orhan Pamuk’s The Black Book".

posted afternoon of February third, 2018: 3 responses

when it clicks: Orhan Pamuk is the author who taught me to identify with his narrator! (A lesson which has turned out to be really valuable in general as a way of reading.) This is exactly the story that he's telling about Galip's experience in The Black Book.

posted morning of February third, 2018: Respond
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Monday, January 29th, 2018

🦋 #tagyourself #itsme

...[A]ny Turk who passionately loves a masterpiece from the West which remains unread by his compatriots begins after a while to believe in all sincerity that not only does he love reading the book, but that he has written it himself.

--The Black Book

posted evening of January 29th, 2018: Respond

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