Paradoxical Sense of Time in "the Sound and the Fury",

1. “The magical time of childhood stood still, and the pulse of the living earth pressed its mystery into my living blood” (1.1).

In the first stage of the poem, Morgan uses various poetic techniques to set the scene in the early evening by a Scottish loch. “The evening is perfect, my sisters. The loch lies silent, the air is still. The suns last rays linger over the water.” Morgan’s use of effective word choice creates a sense of peaceful tranquillity which is further developed with the alliteration

Life can feel like lounging on the sand, staring into the cities of roses, however, with such happiness comes a deep, cruel truth called death. In this passage, Oliver’s style conveys the complexity of her response to nature by the double-meaning between the owl, the lie behind the “immobilizing happiness”, and the cold truth of these roses. Oliver’s style strives to show how nature is all but an illusion of life and death.

The two men lay in the snow, listening to the branches creak in the forest. Silence. A crow cawed in the distance, interrupting the calm only for a second. As the two men’s fate approached, they began to perceive things that they had never experienced before. All the crackling, shuffling, and whistling became crystal clear to them, and they wondered how they had never heard these sounds before. Little shimmers and sparkles caught their eyes as if to tell them to enjoy their last moments in this world. Frost glittered in the slivery moonlight, cascading upon them through an opening in the dense canopy

“So it goes with me day by day and age by age, I tell myself. Locked in the deadly progression of moon and stars. I shake my head, muttering darkly on shaded paths, holding conversation with the only friend and comfort this world offers, my shadow.” (Gardener 8)

It can be argued that any thoughts of Caddy end up destroying Quentin’s sense of order and replacing it with a sense of panic and urgency. Quentin’s mind lives in the past, and while there is a fair amount of attention to the present moment, much of his section consists of his thoughts (Brown 545). This attention to time is what contributes to the chaos in his mind because he looks back to his inability to stop Caddy from dirtying herself and the entire family’s honor. His mind constantly looks back to past events which remind him of the suffering he has gone through in trying to satisfy his code of honor, which only contributes to a sense of misdirection in his life. In “The Loud World of Quentin Compson”, it is noted that Faulkner purposely “enhanced the dramatic immediacy” (Ross 250) of some scenes in order to show how chaotic his mental processing becomes when Caddy is brought up. He wrote Quentin’s section in a way that would emphasize the struggle Quentin faces in trying to restore his family’s honor by ignoring punctuation and grammar, among a plethora of other methods. It is known that Quentin’s section consists of only Quentin’s narration, and it varies drastically from orderly, grammatically proper sentences to disorderly, crude sentences in order to clearly mark lines between moments and thoughts

The poem begins with the poet noticing the beauty around her, the fall colors as the sun sets “Their leaves and fruits seemed painted, but was true, / Of green, of red, of yellow, mixed hue;” (5-6). The poet immediately relates the effects of nature’s beauty to her own spiritual beliefs. She wonders that if nature here on Earth is so magnificent, then Heaven must be more wonderful than ever imagined. She then views a stately oak tree and

The narrators alternate, showcasing the fluctuating levels of coherence, understanding and emotional strength. The dialect differs from character to character and the language each character uses, varies on level of intensity and subjectivity. Each character’s speech varies from being confessional to teetering on the line of awareness and consciousness. The characters each have their own view on life and on the way Addie Bundren lived her life: through these alternate character’s eyes, we can piece together the bits and pieces of Addie’s life, death and the haulage of her decaying body to Jefferson. The narrative seems to be fragmented however, it also exhibits a type of unity. The story takes place over the course of a few days yet the differing “sub-plots are logically and skillfully interwoven” (Ross 309). Faulkner forces the reader to see the narrative from multiple perspectives.

Out of all 4 narrators, Quentin is by far the most obsessed with time. He spends almost all of his energy trying to understand time. Quentin’s narration starts with a memory of his father giving him a watch and telling him why he is giving it to him. “I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire; its rather excruciating-ly apt that you will use it to gain the reducto absurdism of all human experience which can fit your individual needs no better than it fitted his or his father’s. I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and and then for a moment and not spend all of your breath trying to conquer it. (Faulkner 76). Throughout Quentin’s narration he is haunted by the past and the pain from his memories and tries to escape from time. One of his attempts to escape time was by breaking his watch, but the hands continued to tick showing him that time is uncontrollable. “I went to the dresser and took up the watch, with the face still down. I tapped the crystal on the corner of the dresser and caught the fragments of glass in my hand and put them into the ashtray and twisted the hands off and put them in the tray. The watch ticked on. I turned the face up, the blank dial with little wheels clicking and clicking behind it, not knowing any better.” (Faulkner 80). Throughout Quentin’s section, readers find out that Quentin is obsessed about honor. Quentin is a firm believer

Faulkner uses a system of italics to show Quentin's innermost revelations; as he shifts from thoughts of virginity to more personal memories, the language changes from an encompassing statement about women to a singular elucidation of his sister. The first piece of italic language punctuates a piece of dialogue and immediately implies a question of virginity. "ever do that Have you ever done that In the gray darkness a little light her hands locked about" (93) is the repetition of Caddy's question to Quentin on whether or not he had ever had sex. Faulkner continuously inserts the image of Caddy sitting on the ground next to her brother with her hands locked around her knees. Strangely, the image brings a sense of chastity to a sexually charged situation, as if she is locking her knees together to insist against any improper movements towards the contrary. The next piece of language, again interrupting a friendly dialogue between friends, has "her face looking at the sky the smell of honeysuckle upon her face and throat." Faulkner sets the reader up for the continuation of a few themes be these beginning interceptions into normal conversation. Her face looking up at the sky, the smell of honeysuckle, the gray darkness or light - all these descriptions continue to be executed in the remaining consciousness language. Moreover, honeysuckle and gray light

Feminist American author, Kate Chopin, is known for her stories with strong and daring female lead stories. Her common themes display women, femininity, marriage, liberation, oppression, and perseverance. The Louisiana based novelist famous works started the feminist movement. Chopin’s stories The Story of an Hour and The Storm have many similarities and differences as do the majority of her work. The main characters, Calixta and Mrs. Mallard, both portray an odd attitude towards marriage.

Edith Wharton’s Atrophy is a centred around protagonist Nora Frenway, who is faced with several difficulties on her journey to see her ill, clandestine lover Christopher at Westover. The story is written in third person narration, where it was first published in 1927. The Sound and the Fury (1929) by William Faulkner is a novel told in four sections about the affairs regarding the Compson family. In this novel the first three sections focus on the consciousness of each of the brothers in the novel; Benjy, Quentin and Jason. The fourth section is told in third person narration highlighting the experiences of the family servant Dilsey. In each section of this novel each person has some fragment of their own version of the truth, while Caddy, the sister and daughter of the Compson family is a central female figure in the novel. Thus, in both texts there are issues that arise such as race relations and gender inequality, due to this, there is always an effect on relationships and events in the novel. During the time these texts were written there were issues regarding women and equality, and the society was governed by patriarchal thought and influence. Women were seen as lesser to men and they had to attend to household duties and obey the societal rules. Other issues such as class and status were also factors in regard to how women were expected to behave. Both authors effectively capture gender differently showing how the effect of gender ideologies impacted relationships and

Benjy constantly thinks of his sister Caddie who has long since left the family home but because he has no concept of time, he has no idea that she has been gone for many years. The third section is narrated by the greedy and neurotic brother, Jason. To Jason time is all about the present and he grabs every second as it goes by much as he does with the money that his sister Caddie sends to him in order to provide for her daughter who is under his care. The fourth and final section in the book, unlike all the others, is not told by one of the children but rather by an unspecified narrator. In this section time is shown as much closer to what ordinary people perceive it to be.

“Her long shadow fell to the water’s edge. Her face had a tragic and fierce aspect of wild sorrow and of dumb pain mingled with the fear of some struggling, half-shaped resolve. She stood looking at us without a stir, and like the wilderness itself, with an air of brooding over an inscrutable purpose…”

The sun was still below the horizon but the clouds above the mountains were tainted the color of pomegranates. Around me the shadows seemed empty. I tried not to look into the brush as I walked down the driveway. I had stopped before, looking to see the back of the shadows; staring hard, only to have them retreat from my eyes indefinitely. Invisible birds called from within. Their sound followed me down the driveway and onto the road.