Friday, January 29, 2010

Finnegans Wake p. 221-240

Here we go:

p. 221

"Time: the pressant."

This a wonderful line. Time is not only the present, it is also a present. Reminds me of the great children's movie, Kung Fu Panda: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HCLHzMSI5Qs&feature=related

p. 222

"Wedding of Neid"

A neid is a villan, or someone who's lost honor in a society. Someone dishonorable is getting married? Or is Ned getting married?

"An argument follows."

An understandable one? Nope.

"athletes longfoot."

Much worse than athletes foot.

p. 223

"With nought a wired from the wordless either."

There's too much going on in this sentence.

p. 224 (nothin')
p. 225

"Warewolff! Olff! Toboo!"

There's a werewolf (which are typically taboo), and it's howling to the moon!

"monbreamstone?...Hellfeuersteyn?...coral pearl?...He has lost."

Don't have our objects? You lose.

p. 226

"And among the shades that Eve's now wearing she'll meet anew fiancy, tryst and trow."

Eve's having an affair?

p. 227 (nada)
p. 228

"Shimach"

There's Shim again!

"his farced epistol to the hibruws"

The great letter to the hebrews/highbrows?

p. 229

"S.P.Q.R.ish"

Rome, reminds me of Shakespeare's Rome; I.E., super-dramatic, kinda ridiculous Rome. Rome-ish/Rome-lite.

"Caxton and Pollock"

Jackson Pollock, anyone?

p. 230

"because all his creature comfort was an omulette finas"

All the comfort in life can be found in a finished omelet.

"With tears for his coronaichon, such as engines weep. Was life worth leaving? Nej!

Was life worth living/leaving?  Nej?

p. 231

"Wholly sanguish blooded up disconvulsing the fixtures of his fizz.

Sanguine is a color, as well as one of the four humors, typically representing full-bloodedness or courage. The sentence kinda reflects that.

p. 232

"When  (pip!) a message interfering intermitting interskips from them  (pet!) on herzian waves,"

This reminds me of something causing trouble with a radio frequency.

"Now a dash to her dot!"

Morse code?

"glaciator to submerger an Atlangthis"

Gladiator/Glacier to submerge in the Atlantis/Atlantic/Language?

p. 233

"chimista inchamisas"

Chemists in shirts?

p. 234 (nothin')
p. 235

"As we so hope for ablution."

So we hope.

"Their orison arises misquewhite as Osman glory, ebbing wasteward, leaves to the soul of light its fading silence (allahlah lahlah lah!), a turquewashed sky."

This makes me think about the sun going down.

p. 236 (nothin')
p. 237

"while, dewyfully as dimb dumbelles, all alisten to his elixir."

Fun wordplay!

p. 238

"May he colp, may he colp her, may he mixandmass colp her!"

Oooo.

p. 239

"When every Klitty of a scolderymeid shall hold every yardscullion's right to stimm her uprecht for whimsoever, whether on privates, whather in publics."

Sex. Again?

p. 240 (nothin')

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