My Life

October 20th, 2010

Lyn Hejinian’s recollection of the past is not only a direct portrayal of her family, but becomes a poetic list of what she remembers and makes sense of. Hejininian often list things objectively but contain a subjective effect of what she is relating to her audience, which is her life. Her life is her words within these chapters. Her writing captures many literary elements of personifications and metaphors which adhere to her life experiences. It is very interesting how she seeks to portray her life with a poetic resonance that carries throughout. I find that in her recollections one thought leads to another and seems somewhat scattered in presentation. This made it hard to follow and really understand the purposed of what she what she was saying at that moment. This form of autobiographical writing made it clear that the lines of truth and fiction and be all apart of ones history. Her often  literary portrayals of events, time and space are distorted by fictional ideas that may initself hold truth to her as a  writer and as well as her testimony. There is a conscious presence in her writing that assumes that she speaks of the past while acknowledging her present thoughts of happenings.

p.83 “Languae must pass through the body by way of the mouth and the ear; in this way it takes what is already dead and regenerates or revitalizes it as the living feminine”…. However the price of her positioning as the vital principle of language is that she herself does not live or speak. She is fundamental but she is also anonymous”

Relating to this quote, I found that Lyn Hejinians writings seemed to be personal yet anonymous. Her anectdote were packed with details that trailed off into something that seemed besides her own experiences. She takes the past of her life and uses this language to create a story within a story. Often I found myself re reading her work to clearly decipher her point of view which became my own problem in understanding her work. We see how she uses language as an introduction to something new in each chapter. For example, “What is memory not a “gripping” thought… There was something almost religious about it, something idolatrous, something insufficient.That was the break in my sentiments, resembling waves, which I might have longed to recover”.

It is the language that make the metaphors seem alive and vivid she is anonymous among all the detail yet her presence is understood. It seems quite contradictory in how she portrays her life, but it is her own preference that we see

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