#heteroglossia

[t1ypo]

“Go find your voice,” we say, as if it’s some fully formed, inherently luminous diamond in the rubble, simply awaiting discovery, whose metaphor of commerce and possession should be noted. When in fact, the development of a distinct voice, at least from my decade-long experience as a professor at the graduate level, is actually full of labor, contradiction, trial and error, dead ends, and, perhaps most accurately, the accumulation of that into a debris of speech that accrues, briefly, like the crest of a wave, into an emblematic elocution before crashing into something else. And if we are lucky, this linguistic crash might be called growth.

Ocean Vuong - The Brooklyn Rail

[eucanthos]

Heteroglossia

the presence of multiple viewpoints in a text or other artistic work

Origin from English hetero (Greek heteros ‘other’) + Greek glōssa ‘tongue, language’ + -ia (representing Latin or Greek endings)

The concept of “heteroglossia” was coined by Mikhail Bakhtin in an essay from the 1930s.

Bakhtin argued that heteroglossia exists in the social world, from which a novel picks up its material, but it is also created and institutionalized by novels, which take the raw material of variation and rework it into “images of a language.”

Heteroglossia acquires its full significance and force when it is freed from any social function and allowed to flourish in novels. According to Bakhtin, that means that heteroglossia is only possible in modernity, because it is in modernity that society becomes truly historical, and languages only acquire their orientation to the future in those circumstances...

Oxford Research Encyclopedias

https://oxfordre.com/literature/display/10.1093/acrefore/9780190201098.001.0001/acrefore-9780190201098-e-1068

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eugx2eJSb9U

[mister-higgs]

2013 October 4th “Commonplace” season 2 episode 11 fumetti in the October 2013 print edition of Hackney Citizen issue 48

“Truth needs a multitude of carrying voices. It cannot be held within a single mind. It cannot be expressed by a single mouth.”

“I both actively and passively participate in being”

Mikhail Bakhtin

[unencumberedbylogic]

Two years since she died.

I considered posting something here that attempted to be poetic, or meaningful about her loss. But I find that I have run out of words for my grief, and that words are nothing against its pain.

Time does not heal all wounds, it doesn't even smooth over the edges or dull the ache. What is lost remains lost, what is a void remains empty. I miss her. That is the most meaningful thing I can say.

[dostoevskyordoesntshe]

Fuck monologism.

[frwllhppyvlds]

Our study is permanently, essentially fragmented, and whether this sense of permanent incompletion will feel like a curse or a blessing will depend on whether our concern is with system for its own sake or with the richly various stuff that systems attempt to cover.

The Rhetoric of Fiction by Wayne C. Booth

[contremineur]

Jacqueline Winter Thomas, poet and poststructuralist (March 23rd, 1991 – April 18th, 2019)

“Today I opened the curtains and saw the light, in straight lines, refract.” (from Dialogue with an Optimist)

see https://heteroglossia.tumblr.com/

[somstory]

The Other Side of the River - Jacqueline Winter Thomas

I. The rivers are clear and, if you say, The rivers are clear,then there are fields crushed below.

II. If fields, then there are lines perceived as distances above and below, and these are the assumptions of distance:

           IIa. If it is not the same fire which burns the rivers and the fields.

           IIb. If the body separate is the leitmotif of the body.

           IIc. If the other is the other side of the river.                        IId. If we are cursed to hypotheticals, river blue and sky.

III. If you miss me, sister, and I cannot speak, and there are bodies crushed below.