Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Poliphilo Faustroll Earwicker (PFE): Joyce’s Dream Lover and the Roman Swerve




“A way a lone a last a long the…. riverrun past Eve’s and Adam’s, from swerve of shore to bend of bay brings us by a commodious vicus of recirculation to Howth Castle and Environs.”

The last unfinished sentence of James Joyce’s Finnegan’s Wake merges into the first uninitiated sentence thereby establishing the premise and purpose of a recurrent dream, with all its layers of distortion in human behaviour, desires, beliefs and expression. The only constant is a carefully constructed almost classical architecture, is the room, the street, the city, as counterpoise to otherwise fleeting images of self and language and to the old adage which states, “No man steps in the same river twice".

Finnegan’s Wake, named for a remembered tune of Joyce’s youth about a drunken bricklayer who fell to his death but who at his wake was splashed with whiskey and startling to life exclaimed ‘Soul to the devil, do ye think I’m dead?’, is a resurrection odyssey.

Finnegan’s Wake is the night to Ulysses’ day.

You might think from the above, if you were being generous, gentile, and game, that I have read FW but confess I must, I have not, at least not beyond about the first and last few pages and the iconic final chapter of Book I where two washerwomen across the Liffey discuss the sexual failings of the publican and dreamer Humphrey Chimpden Earwicker and where Joyce manages to include the names of more than 500 rivers. I found Finnegan’s Wake, even with the best will in the world, impenetrable, as is often the case when you try to walk in someone else’s dream.



The departure in 20th century literature that FW represented opened as many doors as it closed and in a strange way, and this brings me shortly to the Via Frattina in Rome, echoed the response in the early 1500’s to another dream sequence book which also invented and reinvented language (this time Latinate Italian as the core rather than Hiberno-English) called Hypnerotomachia Poliphili by Francesco Colonna, and first published in 1499.

Title Page of English Translation of Hypnerotomachia 1599

For Poliphilo (translated as either ‘friend of many things’ or ‘city lover’) read HC Earwicker and their respective dream transits through the night are similar in pursuit of their respective lovers Polia (many things) and Anna Livia Plurabelle (many beauties). Poliphilo wakes up just as he is to take Polia in his arms and Earwicker fails in trying to have intercourse with Anna Livia.

Was Joyce aware of the Hypnerotomachia? 

This is uncertain. I have searched many of the references to Joyce’s voluminous notebooks and not yet found a concrete connection or even a ‘commodious vicus of recirculation.’ And yet I feel there must be and that that connection must be linked to Joyce’s unhappy stay in Rome between 1906-1907. A recent personal trip to Rome and the happenchance stumbling-upon a sculptural representation from the Hypnerotomachia got me wandering or wondering, for sometimes in my case they are one in the same.

Via Frattina is a narrow road that links the Via del Corso and the southern end of the Piazza Spangna where the Palazzo di Propaganda Fide (an extraterritorial property of the Holy See which houses the Congregation for the Propagation of the Catholic Faith in non-Catholic countries) and the church of Sant Andrea delle Fratte are situated. Sant Andrea, dedicated to St Andrew of Scotland, was first built in 1192 was called infra hortes or ‘between orchards’. Later it became known as Fratte, an old roman word for woods.



Across from the hotel where I was staying was No: 52 Via Frattina. On the wall is a plaque, which acknowledges that this was the address that Joyce first stayed during his short sojourn in Rome between August 1906 and March 1907.  Joyce then 24 arrived in Rome, already fluent in French and Italian and able to read Ibsen in the original Norwegian. Typical however of his previous stay in Trieste Joyce was continually penniless, was forever leaving debts and was drinking heavily. So heavily that his landlord Signor Dufour was to evict Joyce, Nora and baby Giorgio out onto the Via Frattina on the 1st December 1906 having taking a severe dislike to his late-night revelries.

Via Frattina at Dusk looking east towards the Spanish Steps. 
Joyce's digs are in house to right of picture at No 52.

Leaving Austrian Trieste Joyce had obtained a position in the private German bank of Nast-Kolb & Schumacher, which was located in the Palazzo Marignoli further down the Corso (but entered from no 87 Via S. Caudio), and moved his family into Via Frattina. To all intents and purposes Joyce appears to have hated the city ('Rome reminds me of a man who lives by exhibiting to travellers his grandmother’s corpse’), the bank clerks he worked with ('When I enter the bank in the morning I wait for someone to announce something about either his cazzo, culo or coglioni’), the postal service (‘insolent whores’) and in a later letter was to call his stay in Rome a ‘folly’.

And yet the city must have influenced his subsequent writing and this brings me to the link to the Hypnerotomachia.

I suppose if you were to discuss Joyce’s religious affiliation you probably best describe him as a ‘lapsed drunk’ whereas in contrast Brendan Behan was faithful to the end. And yet the catholic tradition kept a hold on him, a fascination. On his evening and night-time perambulations (Joyce claimed he used drinking as a form of family planning!) he would have walked on many occasions past the church of Santa Maria Sopra Minerva and I am certain that its history would have pulled him in.

Tombstone of Cardinal Juan de Torquemada
Sancta Maria sopra Minerva

The church was commissioned about 1275 by the Dominican Order on the site of the former Temple of Isis (it should have been called Sancta Maria supra or sopra Isis and not attributed to Minerva as the former temple to Minerva was on what is now the Piazza Collegio Romano). In 1628 the Congregation of the Holy Office responsible for the Inquisition was moved to the attached Convent of Minerva and it was here that Galileo was tried for heresy and forced on pain of torture to ‘abjure, curse and detest’ his defence of Copernican astronomical heliocentrism. Indeed Cardinal Juan de Torquemada, the uncle of the infamous Grand Inquisitor in Spain Tomás de Torquemada, both Dominicans, is buried in a small side chapel.



Once back into to the light however, and onto the Piazza Minerva, it is the 1667 Bernini sculpture of an elephant, surmounted by an Egyptian obelisk that captures one's attention. The obelisk, found in 1665, is one of the many pairs of Egyptian obelisks erected at the Temple of Isis (Obeliscus Isei Campensis) in the first to third centuries. 

Elephant & Obelisk Piazza Minerva 1667

The Minerva obelisk is attributed to Pharaoh Apries (Wahibre Haaibre) the 4th pharaoh (589 -570 BCE) of the 26th Dynasty. Apries was the Egyptian monarch who failed to prevent the Babylonians under Nebuchadnezzar sacking Jerusalem and carrying off the Jewish people into captivity. The obelisk was originally erected at Sais on the lower Nile Delta, where there was a famous medical school for women attached to the Temple of Isis in the 6th century BCE, and moved to Rome by the Emperor Diocletian (retired 1 May 305).

Bernini’s sculpture is particularly fascinating as it is almost an exact imitation of one of the woodcuts in the Hypnerotomachia Poliphili from 150 years earlier.

Woodcut of Elephant & Obelisk from Hypnerotomachia Poliphili 1599

The smiling elephant is thought to be about to defecate and in a strange way it reminded me of one of Joyce’s other literary influences, Alfred Jarry the inventor of so-called Pataphysics. Jarry a French absurdist/surrealist contemporary of Joyce who died from drugs and alcohol use at the age of 34 in November 1907 (shortly after Joyce had retreated from Rome back to Trieste), was the author of yet another hallucinatory voyage (Paris instead of Dublin, Faustroll instead of Earwicker), whose infamous play Ubu Roi opens with the word “Merdre!” And whose last wish was for a toothpick!  I cannot but surmise than Joyce, with a greater curiosity than mine must in addition to Jarry's Faustroll also have embraced the elephant and later the dream journey of Poliphilo.

Alfred Jarry on his Bicycle ("that which rolls")

For my own responses all I could think of as I recirculated round the Piazza Minerva statue on an October afternoon was of a childhood joke: What do you give an elephant with diarrhoea? Answer: Plenty of Room.

Finnegan’s Wake is a bit like that Bernini elephant, and like that childhood elephant joke it must be given plenty of room, a Lucretian swerve as it were, avoiding like any good dream lover real engagement lest you fall into the void.

….from swerve of shore to bend of bay brings us by a commodious vicus of recirculation….


     

Friday, October 26, 2012

WEEKEND COLOUR


Hanging Out
Dursey Island, West Cork.


The Museum,
Galway.


Towards Maam,
Connemara

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Rihla (Journey 32): ROME, ITALY: HOMAGE TO ROBERT DOISNEAU




Rihla (The Journey) – was the short title of a 14th Century (1355 CE) book written in Fez by the Islamic legal scholar Ibn Jazayy al-Kalbi of Granada who recorded and then transcribed the dictated travelogue of the Tangerian, Ibn Battuta. The book’s full title was A Gift to Those who Contemplate the Wonders of Cities and the Marvels of Travelling and somehow the title of Ibn Jazayy's book captures the ethos of many of the city and country journeys I have been lucky to take in past years.

This rihla is about Rome and its people.



In Rome recently for a conference I was heading early one morning to the Piazza d.Republicca Metro station along the Via Nazionale. Outside the Palazzo Delle Exposizioni there were large posters advertising a retrospective exhibition for the French photographer Robert Doisneau; famous for his scenes of every-day life in Paris and particularly for his now infamous Le baiser de l’hotel de Ville (The Kiss) which resulted in two law suits over its ‘staging’ and the identities of the couple involved. I thought about Doisneau’s work as I headed towards the soulless conference centre at Fiera de Roma near the airport and promised myself some time to try and capture some Roman scenes the following afternoon. These are the result and if by chance any of the people captured recognise themselves (particularly the young couple kissing) please get in touch.




















   

Tuesday, October 02, 2012

Rihla (Journey 31): CHALDIRAN, NW IRAN: SUNNI and SHIA ISLAM – THE BATTLE for FAITH and POWER.




Rihla (The Journey) – was the short title of a 14th Century (1355 CE) book written in Fez by the Islamic legal scholar Ibn Jazayy al-Kalbi of Granada who recorded and then transcribed the dictated travelogue of the Tangerian, Ibn Battuta. The book’s full title was A Gift to Those who Contemplate the Wonders of Cities and the Marvels of Travelling and somehow the title of Ibn Jazayy's book captures the ethos of many of the city and country journeys I have been lucky to take in past years.

This rihla is about Chaldiran in NW Iran.

DISTRIBUTION OF SUNNI AND SHIA BRANCHES OF ISLAM
'Bahrain’s highest court has upheld jail terms issued against nine medics – including Irish-trained orthopaedic surgeon Ali al-Ekry – convicted for their role in last year’s pro-democracy uprising, state news agency BNA reported. The controversial case has drawn international criticism of the US-allied Gulf Arab kingdom, which has been in turmoil since the protests led by its Shia Muslim majority were crushed by the Sunni rulers. Bahrain, home base for the US navy’s fifth fleet, accuses regional Shia power Iran of encouraging the unrest and has promised a tough response to violent protests as talks with the opposition have stalled.'
Irish Times 2nd October 2012

Throughout the Middle East and North Africa over the past two years the so-called Arab Spring has seen in a parallel development to secular demands for greater democracy an opportunist and orchestrated acceleration of fundamentalist Sunni neo-militarism, funded in the main by Saudi Arabian based organisations, to fill the political and religious vacuums created by regime implosions. To a great extent this Sunni militarism has focused on internal control of faith and power (with occasional diversionary mob incitement against western interests for such things as the publication of cartoons deemed offensive) but where there is an obvious Shia opposition or power base such as in Syria with the ruling Alawis, against the Houthis in Yemen, or as outlined above in Bahrain then the Sunni efforts to eradicate Shia influence have become most determined. This on-going schism amongst Muslims has led to atrocities being perpetrated by both sides in a complete denial of what true Islam purports to be.

And when blame is being apportioned where else does Sunni wrath turn, to create a demonised target (and in the cynical way of real-politic incite or be duped by the involvement of Israel and the American-Israeli caucus) but to the dominant Shia entity that is the Islamic Republic of Iran.


VALLEY OF CHALDIRAN LOOKING NORTHWEST

In nearly 1400 years from the time of the first Islamic civil war (First Fitna 656-661 C.E.) the Sunni-Shia internecine struggle for the control of power and faith in Islam (between Arabia and Iran) has not changed much but one of its most violent expressions occurred at the Battle of Chaldiran, in present day North Western Iran on 23 August 1514 when approximately 7000 (2000 Ottoman Sunni and 5000 Safavid Shia) died defending their version of faith in addition to a pre-emptive genocide of about 40,000 Anatolian Shia by the Sunni Ottomans in advance of the battle.

I like travelling in places where there are land borders between states. In some instances the geography of that separation can be as great as a high mountain range or as puny as a trickling stream. Frontier people are different: equally accommodating or equally suspicious in two or three languages, two political rhetoric’s, two legislative structures, two religions, or two or more versions of the truth and very often as a family, a clan or a tribe will straddle the divide. At frontiers your senses become alive, alert to nuances that elsewhere become mundane.


ISHAK PASHA PALACE DOGUBAYAZIT, TURKEY LOOKING NORTH

In October 2008 while travelling in Eastern Turkey I made my way to Dogubayazit, a large city about 35km from the Turkish-Iranian border. It sits in a green valley in the lee of snow-capped Mount Ararat (known by the Arabs as Jabal al-ārith, by the Turks as Büyük Aǧrı Daǧ, by the Iranians as Kūh-i Nū_ (Mountain of Noah) and as Mount Masis, or Masik, by the Armenians) and  spent the morning dodging Turkish soldiers and Kurdish vendors on very dusty streets. Later on a balmy afternoon I sat on the terrace of the small restaurant that overlooks the magnificent palace fortress of Ishak Pasha, which is built on a high valley buff that stands sentinel over Dogubayazit from the south. To the east and against the valley wall were the ruined walls of an Urartu fortress and a small mosque. A man beside me watched me take photographs and then he introduced himself. He was a Kurd, from Diyarbakir, a lawyer educated in Paris and London, in Dogubayazit representing some local men who had been rounded up in a recent Turkish crackdown on Kurdish secessionism. He pointed to the small mosque and told me it had been commissioned by the Ottoman Sultan, Selim I, known as The Grim, on his way to a place called Chaldiran, which lay about 70km to the south-east in Iran.  The Battle of Chaldiran, he told me was not only a dogma defeat for the Shia Iranians by the Sunni Ottomans but also was responsible for splitting the Kurdish homelands into two halves of influence, a situation which has existed to this day.


LOOKING EAST FROM ISHAK PASHA PALACE, DOGUBAYAZIT, TURKEY
TOWARDS MOSQUE OF SELIM I AND URARTU FORTRESS

Selim I, Yavuz Sultan Selim Khan (Yavuz means steadfast but was often translated in English as the Grim) came to the Ottoman throne in 1512 CE. Having battled and then forced the abdication of his father Bayazit II he subsequently defeated and then killed his rivals for the throne, his brother Ahmet in April 1513 as well as his other brother Korkut and nephews, thereby eradicating all internal opposition. He then turned his attentions to the east where the opposition was of a greater danger to his authority, his sultanship.

Shah Ismail I, founder of the Safavid dynasty, was the last of the hereditary masters of the Safaviyya Sufi order. His father had mobilized Turkomen tribes into militant Qizilbash ( ‘Red Heads’ so-called from the red peaks to their turbans and the 12 perforations denoting the 12 Imams of Twelver Shiism) groups. In 1501 Ismail with the support of the Qizilbash troops was crowned Shah of Azerbaijan and by 1510 Shah of Iran. On accession to power he declared Shi’sm to be the State Religion and began dispatching Qizilbash missionaries deep into the heart of Ottoman Anatolia (where in 1511 they orchestrated a revolt against Bayazit II that eventually signalled his downfall). In addition he advanced his forces as far as present day Diyarbakir and southern Iraq. His ascension, and the ascension of a Shia state posed a direct threat to Ottoman religious and temporal authority.

Selim I, in response, gathered an army of 140,00 and force-marched it from Sivas in central turkey to Dogubayazit and then upwards to the high valley of Chaldiran where an army of about 40,000 Qizilbash troops under Ismail I had gathered. In 1511 following the suppression of the Qizilbash Turkomen-Alevi Kurd Shia Shakulu uprising 40,000 Shia were exterminated and to ensure that no further Shia remained behind his army to cause trouble Selim had ordered Yunus Pasha, before setting out on campaign, to supervise the inquisition and massacre of all Shia in his dominions. This distrust of Alevism still exists in Turkey today.

‘Then, with the support and assistance of God, I will crown the head of every gallows tree with the head of a crown-wearing Sufi and clear that faction from the face of the earth .... and maneuvering in accordance with “Put them to death wherever you find them” (Qur’an 4: 89), will wreak ruin upon you and drive you from that land.’
Selim I


In advance of the armies meeting Selim and Ismail had exchanged diplomatic correspondence. Ismail dictated his in Azerbaijani Turkish, which was the language of his people and of his powerbase. Selim on the other hand replied in Persian, which he knew Ismail did not have a full grasp of. They insulted each other by referring to each other’s addictions. In Ismail’s case it was his liking for alcohol and in Selim’s case for opium. Indeed in the final communication before the battle Ismail sent an ambassador, Shah Quli Aga with a golden casket full of opium for Selim with the request that no harm come to the ambassador.

‘Bitter experience has taught that in this world of trial 
He who falls upon the house of ‘Ali always falls. Kindly give our ambassador leave to travel unmolested for “No soul shall bear another’s burden.” (Qur’an 6: 164; 53: 38) When war becomes inevitable, hesitation and delay must be set aside, and one must think on that which is to come. Farewell.’
Ismail I


Selim had Quli Aga executed for the insult on the spot!


THE BATTLE OF CHALDIRAN 23 AUG 1514
TROOP DEPLOYMENTS

Around the 23 August 1514CE Sultan Selim’s troops entered into the valley of Chaldiran from the north. Knowing that they were heavily outnumbered some of Ismail’s commanders requested that they attack immediately before the Ottoman army had a chance to fully deploy. In the centre of the Ottoman forces were cannon batteries and a battalion of crack Janissary troops. Ismail refused, believing in his own sense of invincibility and also an archaic code of chivalry. Ismail’s forces did not have cannon ( a mistake they never made again) and on the morning of the 23 August 1514 his cavalry began to attack the Ottoman flanks. The ottoman artillery decimated them and the Safavid army was driven from the valley with 7-10,000 dead and leaving behind one if not two of Ismail’s wives who were subsequently married off to Ottoman generals.



There are two other interesting asides to the battle.

Firstly Selim entered Tabriz, the Safavid capital, and wanted to pursue the retreating Ismail towards the Caspian but was dissuaded by his Janissary commanders who partially revolted, explaining that because of Ismail’s scorched earth policy in eastern Anatolia the army could not be kept supplied. Although the Janissary troops loved their food it is possible that the hesitation on their parts was that the Janissaries were closely allied to the Becktasi Sufi Order a very similar order to that of Ismail’s Safaviyya and may not wanted to pursue their co-Sufi.

Secondly in a positive development Ismail’s empire was noted for its Timurid inspired artists and calligraphers and upwards of 1000 artisans from the Safavid dominions were transported back to Istanbul where they provided the fundamental spark to the subsequent flowering of the high period of Ottoman art.


CHALDIRAN VALLEY LOOKING NW FROM THE SE

On St Patrick’s Day, the 17th March 2009, I travelled up from Tabriz in NW Iran to see the battlefield and valley of Chaldiran for myself. Approaching from the south-east having first stopped at St Thaddeus Monastery and Qara Church the sense of theatre could not be dismissed. A bitter-cold wind whipped in from the east. Snow-capped mountains rising to 2600m surrounded a fertile plain which is at 1820m above sea level with a single natural exit point to the north and to the south. There is a battlefield memorial between the villages of Sa’dal and Gal Ashaqi on the western rim of the valley.



Chaldiran is a Coliseum on a grand scale, a killing zone where Sunni and Shia exterminated each other in the name of faith and power and left a legacy that resonates to this day.

The silent screams deafened, as they now do in Aleppo, Syria and Manama, Bahrain.