It is difficult to know where to start with this book
because there are so many intricately woven facets of it, both in terms of
theme and writing technique as well as emotion.
I wanted to discuss the form in which The Language of
Blood is written. While the short sections of the book initially seem to
come randomly, certain subjects are returned to in a cycling effect: Umma’s
letter at the beginning of the book is revisited on page 72, the story of the
queen being cured by the tree on page 13 is referenced on page 162 during Jane’s
month of taking care of her mother, and so on. There are multiple effects of
this revisiting technique: it is mimetic of Jane’s fragmented memory as an
adopted child, it is mimetic of Jane’s fragmented life as a Korean child
adopted by an American family, it allows reflection of past events, and it also
gives the sense of growth and connection between seemingly independent parts.
Seemingly
speaking directly to the form of her work, Trenka introduces the fifth section
of her book by writing, “A quilt is the perfect thing to make. Scraps of pants,
jackets, skirts – old useless abandoned things – transform” (103). Initially,
Jane is preoccupied by the question of why her mother gave her up for adoption,
and if she was really loved. As the book goes on and Jane meets Umma, her
emotions towards her mother are transformed from feelings of painful neglect to
love and belonging. Jane revisits this notion after having met and spent time
with her mother: “I have made it my task to reconstruct the text of a family…to
collect the overlooked, the debris…[w]ith these I will sew a new quilt of
memory and imagination, each stitch a small transformation” (150). This cycle
of the idea of creating something from nothing reveals Jane’s growth and inner
transformation.
Though readers are shown the
tragedy of Jane’s journey to meet her mother and Umma’s subsequent sickness on
page 162, they are rewarded with a fuller understanding of the passages on
pages 13-15. Revelation 2:17 states that “[t]o him that overcometh…I will give
him a white stone, and upon the stone a new name written, which no one knoweth
but he that receiveth it” (13). As Jane sits at the temple Haeinsa, which was
the temple of the monks who helped to heal the queen, she picks up “a small
white stone the size of [her] palm” (14). Though this passage may have little
initial meaning to the reader, a second glance after reading up through Jane’s
journey to Korea and her mother’s illness reveals that these stories she is
sharing are part of her path to overcoming the sadness in her life and becoming
a new person.
good observations, Laura, and i agree, she has taken us on this journey in many ways and while some overlap, they reveal a new emotional depth. the "creating something from nothing," seems magical.
ReplyDeletee
I love that you highlighted the quilt metaphor. I agree that Jane does exactly that: take the scraps of the life (lives?) she has been given an unite them in a complex and beautiful narrative.
ReplyDeleteI think there is no sense of irony in the fact that we both sort of picked up on the same theme of "the cycling effect". It's definitely a powerful technique. Her poetic language made me consider how every single part felt like it was meant to be exactly the way it was. Every single word seemed to carry weight and be apart of her memoir. We were taken through this very intentional perspective of her life which did indeed mimic her fragmented thoughts.
ReplyDeleteI also think it was all well molded together in the end. How she put all the pieces together and figured that they were all her in the end.