Modern Epic (1994)
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Modern Epic (1994)
Franco Moretti
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Victory City
The latest Salman Rushdie, and the more potent when you know that his life has been made an attempt on already, and that he survives like the fighter he is. In this epic novel, because it's more epic than novel actually, he writes of the rise and downfall of a whole empire. You may even say, garnering similarities with his narrative, okay, Pampa Kampana's narrative, and with the nonsensical atrocities that are happening today, that his voice has prophetic overtones. Because:
'Anyway,' she wrote, it's good to learn that over there is not so very unlike over here, and that human intelligence and human stupidity, as well as human nature, the best and worst of it, are the greatest constants of the changing world.'
And right she is. Not only over there and over here, but also then and now. Then, the Remonstrance was fighting to get back old familiar names of streets because the rulers were changing their names to make them starkly religious, and i hardly need to point out why i mention this. Rushdie's epic prose takes you right back to this divine muse-inspired Pampa Kampana and her magical abilities which she revered as well as was weary of. You travel a long way but you don't get a prediction as to how our civilisation would really end, because, as Rushdie states:
Words are the only victors.
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EXCERPT FROM NANOWRIMO PROJECT “A Tale Written in Lines of Gold”
Cyrus took chalk off of the altar and wandered
Through the pews to the larger empty section
At the back, Just large enough for Cyrus to take his
Chalk and draw a new dueling circle twenty feet in
Diameter. He stepped in and drew his guns, a revolver
And a regular 12-bullet pistol. Jude stepped in and
Drew his two ivory-handled knives. Cassandra
Took a look at the two men and knelt down on the floor,
And Phoenix turned around and took his long, thin
Straight Katana “Valiance” and his Desert Eagle
Called “Zeus” and went and knelt on the circle
Opposite to where Cassandra knelt. He counted
Down from three aloud; and form then the duel
Was begun and the deal with death was struck.
Each and every time Jude struck out with his knives
Cyrus would block it with the barrel of his gun.
Meanwhile Cyrus continued to try and kick out
With his legs as he blocked knife blows, and he didn’t
Shoot for four hours. A Revolver with six shots and a
Pistol with twelve; nonetheless their duel continued
Throughout the night and even into the next,
Even so much as until it had continued
For twenty and four hours time. Cassandra
Knelt and prayed for most of this time, stopping
Only when Phoenix brought her food to eat (which he
Did out of duty, yes, but it was easier
To perform acts of such kindness when the recipient
Was equal parts grateful, kind, and beautiful)
And the two of them watched, with Everett
Growing dejected that his vengeance was not
Fully satisfied by a complete, zero-vs-100 victory
That he had fantasised about.
It was in this twenty-fourth hour that Cassandra
Spotted the cheating from both sides; the small steps out
Of the sacred circle, the poison on the tip of
Jude’s blade; the secondary knives Cyrus was using.
She leaned over to whisper to Phoenix and he leaned in,
Nodding to himself. Then he pulled out Zeus and cocked
Back its hammer, pulling Valiance out of its sheath and
Giving it to Cassandra. She waiting, breathing shallow
While Phoenix took deep breaths in preparation.
Both jumped into the circle, in between the two
Duelers. Cassandra fought off and disarmed Jude of
His knives without even a second’s hesitation; Phoenix
Only had to grab Cyrus by his collar and point Zeus straight
Into his eyes.
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