Dr. Sexson's analysis of "The Idea of Order at Key West" was eerily familiar to me. It was as if he took something out of my own life and decided to talk about it in class.
In his backstory to the poem, Dr. Sexson said that after he and James had heard the woman sing the song, the song that was more beautiful than the sea itself, they looked back from where they had come and said, "Why are we seeing something different?" And in answer to his own question Dr. Sexson said, "The world has changed." Now was it that the world had literally changed, or that his and James's perspective on the world had been transformed? What a question. It reminded me of a book that I recently read. The thing about this book is that I did not choose to read it. It chose me. How cliche, right? But it did. Let me explain.
I was abroad last year in the south of France, and I went into many a book store. I kept seeing this book titled 1Q84. I remember specifically seeing it several times because, every time that I did, it reminded me that I have never read Orson Welles's 1984.
Anyway, fast-forward to April, I was on a train that I was not supposed to be on... I had bought a train ticket, but my plane was late, resulting in me missing the train that I was supposed to be on. Fortunately, I was able to catch another train going to the same destination immediately after I got to the station. These details are important, because I was not supposed to meet the woman who recommended the book. She sat next to me and our train was just sitting in the station, due to another delay. I asked the woman what was happening, because I did no understand why we were not yet moving, and she told me the train is running a half hour late. She was so friendly! She told me that she loved my American accent, she wants to visit America again someday, and all about the book she was reading: Kafka sur le Nuage. She told me she loved this author and that the next time I was looking for a book I should read a Haruki Murakami. When I finally went to the bookstore, weeks later, I remembered this woman, the woman that I was not supposed to meet, and I decided to look into the book that she wanted me to read. Quelle surprise!! The author of this recommended book had also written 1Q84, the book that I saw everywhere! But, a small drawback, the book was bigger than my head and they only had copies in French. No, thank you. Perhaps later.
Fast-forward again, to me coming home this summer and trying to find ways to procrastinate for my summer class. Low and behold on a random shelf in my parents' house is 1Q84, this book was following me. I realized that something in that book needed to be in my head. The universe was telling me something. Those coincidences were too many to be mere coincidences.
So, I read the book. In the first chapter, a woman is stuck in a cab in traffic. She has somewhere that she has to be. The cab driver suggests an emergency staircase that would lead her to the street. From there, she could take the subway and not be late to her "meeting". While the woman is considering this option, the cab driver warns her that a move as drastic as this might change things irrevocably. The world on the the other side of the staircase might not be the one that she woke up in that morning. She does it anyway, and before she knows what happened, she is in a world with two moons.
I could not for the world of me figure out why this book was so important for me to read. Why was it that I noticed it in the bookstore? Or that my plane was late, leading me to a different train, leading me to meet this woman who recommended this author to me? OR, why was it that this very book that I had seen everywhere, and been recommended to read, was on my very own parents' bookshelf?? The answer to my questions may very well be that this book is a very popular book, but I do not choose to believe that. I think that it is asking EXACTLY the same question that Dr. Sexson posed in class: is the world different, or is it I who have been transformed?
Being back in Montana, after a year in another country, is like being in a world with two moons, or looking back on where I came from after hearing a lady's song that is more beautiful than the ocean. I love school and I love my friends, but it seems different then it was before I moved away for a year.
The jury is still out on the biggest question from "The Idea of Order at Key West": did Montana change, or if it is I that have done the changing?
In his backstory to the poem, Dr. Sexson said that after he and James had heard the woman sing the song, the song that was more beautiful than the sea itself, they looked back from where they had come and said, "Why are we seeing something different?" And in answer to his own question Dr. Sexson said, "The world has changed." Now was it that the world had literally changed, or that his and James's perspective on the world had been transformed? What a question. It reminded me of a book that I recently read. The thing about this book is that I did not choose to read it. It chose me. How cliche, right? But it did. Let me explain.
I was abroad last year in the south of France, and I went into many a book store. I kept seeing this book titled 1Q84. I remember specifically seeing it several times because, every time that I did, it reminded me that I have never read Orson Welles's 1984.
Anyway, fast-forward to April, I was on a train that I was not supposed to be on... I had bought a train ticket, but my plane was late, resulting in me missing the train that I was supposed to be on. Fortunately, I was able to catch another train going to the same destination immediately after I got to the station. These details are important, because I was not supposed to meet the woman who recommended the book. She sat next to me and our train was just sitting in the station, due to another delay. I asked the woman what was happening, because I did no understand why we were not yet moving, and she told me the train is running a half hour late. She was so friendly! She told me that she loved my American accent, she wants to visit America again someday, and all about the book she was reading: Kafka sur le Nuage. She told me she loved this author and that the next time I was looking for a book I should read a Haruki Murakami. When I finally went to the bookstore, weeks later, I remembered this woman, the woman that I was not supposed to meet, and I decided to look into the book that she wanted me to read. Quelle surprise!! The author of this recommended book had also written 1Q84, the book that I saw everywhere! But, a small drawback, the book was bigger than my head and they only had copies in French. No, thank you. Perhaps later.
Fast-forward again, to me coming home this summer and trying to find ways to procrastinate for my summer class. Low and behold on a random shelf in my parents' house is 1Q84, this book was following me. I realized that something in that book needed to be in my head. The universe was telling me something. Those coincidences were too many to be mere coincidences.
So, I read the book. In the first chapter, a woman is stuck in a cab in traffic. She has somewhere that she has to be. The cab driver suggests an emergency staircase that would lead her to the street. From there, she could take the subway and not be late to her "meeting". While the woman is considering this option, the cab driver warns her that a move as drastic as this might change things irrevocably. The world on the the other side of the staircase might not be the one that she woke up in that morning. She does it anyway, and before she knows what happened, she is in a world with two moons.
I could not for the world of me figure out why this book was so important for me to read. Why was it that I noticed it in the bookstore? Or that my plane was late, leading me to a different train, leading me to meet this woman who recommended this author to me? OR, why was it that this very book that I had seen everywhere, and been recommended to read, was on my very own parents' bookshelf?? The answer to my questions may very well be that this book is a very popular book, but I do not choose to believe that. I think that it is asking EXACTLY the same question that Dr. Sexson posed in class: is the world different, or is it I who have been transformed?
Being back in Montana, after a year in another country, is like being in a world with two moons, or looking back on where I came from after hearing a lady's song that is more beautiful than the ocean. I love school and I love my friends, but it seems different then it was before I moved away for a year.
The jury is still out on the biggest question from "The Idea of Order at Key West": did Montana change, or if it is I that have done the changing?
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