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Knitting. Again.

10 Apr

I know what you’re thinking.  Because of this, and this, you’re concerned that I’m trying to subtly change our site into a knitting blog.  That’s not my goal, in fact I’ve passed up the chance on several other occasions to post about the knitting that made my fingers twitch for wool in previous novels – for instance there was Henry’s mother’s offering of socks before he went to war, and Huck’s knitted suspenders, and that’s just to name that last two.  See, I’ve spared you, friends.

But this one is important, second only to Dicken’s use of knitting in A Tale of Two Cities according to my footnotes.  The two women Marlow encounters as he enters the Belgian trading company are ominously stitching away on black wool.  It doesn’t take a Conrad scholar to notice the parallels between the darkness of their yarn and darkness of his.  That worsted can only mean the worst.

Knitting Kindle

But apparently there is even more to the story.  The ancient Greeks taught of three Fates, two of which spun the life-threads of all people, the third cut the thread when lives were over.

So, are the two threads those belonging to Kurtz and Marlow?  Who’s the third Fate?  Why doesn’t Marlow die?

Did I mention that I have knitting patterns saved for nearly every novel we’ve read over in my Ravelry account.  No?  Well, maybe tomorrow, oh, sorry, this is a reading blog, this is a reading blog . . .

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4 Comments

Posted by on April 10, 2013 in Heart of Darkness

 

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4 responses to “Knitting. Again.

  1. Ruth @ Experiment with The Well-Educated Mind

    April 10, 2013 at 8:33 am

    See, I am glad that I looked up the word “yarn” while reading, which in the author’s usage means “a long complicated story.”

    You do have to showcase your patterns though.

     
  2. Tonia

    April 10, 2013 at 10:01 am

    Great post – hadn’t related the two knitting women to two of the fates but it was obvious they are significant. Hmmm, now I’m trying to figure out who the third woman could be. Perhaps the tribal woman? And Marlow doesn’t die because someone has to tell the story.

     

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