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Saturday, January 21, 2012

Metaphors so strange, apt, and Proustian

What adolescent guy, or girl for that matter, or anyone who's passed through adolescence and survived, will fail to identify with the "gang of girls" section of Proust's "In the Shadow of Young Girls in Flower," during which the narrator, M., on the esplanade at the seaside town of Balbec, observes the gang or band of beautiful young women - aloof and self-centered and unattainable - as he watches them push their way through the crowds, completely unaware of the feelings and sensibilities of anyone else - one of the beautiful girls actually jumping over the chair of an elderly invalid, just for kicks, and M. is stunned by their beauty and yearns for them but knows (or believes) that none will notice him except to laugh at him in scorn - some of Proust's most vivid and incredible similes or metaphors here, for, one M. describes a moment with the girl with mica-chip eyes looks at him and he yearns so deeply for her and imagines a whole life for her and a life together with her, then notes that it's like looking through a telescope at a planet's surface and imagining that you can see people there and imagining that they in turn may be looking at you and thinking about your life - just as hopeless and unlikely. Another great passage in which M. suggests that imagining he understand the girls by looking at them is like one served fish in a restaurant and imagining that that's the whole existence of the fish, without knowing about the person catching the fish and the beautiful creature swimming just out of sight in the azure water - so strange, so apt, and so Proustian.

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