Thursday, March 8, 2018

GALINA SEDOVA. A CHAPTER ON BULGAKOV. DCXIII



The Bard.
Blok’s The Twelve.
Posting #8.


Learn where the light is
and you will know where darkness is.

Alexander Blok. Retribution.


Considering that Blok insists that his hero (that is, he himself) is no longer walking alone, but as though together with someone new,and thereafter gives us to understand that this “someone” can be a rival, rather than a friend, we ought to analyze this possibility. Being “someone new” and a rival leaving no tracks at that, we can imagine that this is a mystical figure, to begin with, and that this mystical figure must, for some reason, be benevolent. In such a case, there can be only one explanation, which is that when the son [meaning the hero of the poem Retribution, but in the final analysis, Blok himself] removes his father’s ring from the corpse’s finger and drops it inside the coffin –

And only having bent his knees
Right over the chest of the dead man,
He [the son/Blok] saw what kind of shadows
Had cast themselves along that face…

In other words, Blok wants to say that his father had obviously been touched by some demonic power. Hence, although Blok singles out “what kind of,” he, in fact, draws the reader’s attention to the shadows themselves.
And indeed, this is how Bulgakov saw it, which is why in chapter 29 of Master and Margarita, The Fate of Master and Margarita is Determined, as the reader remembers, Matthew Levi addresses Woland: “I come to you, Spirit of Evil and Ruler of Shadows.
Blok continues his poem. –

…And when from the unruly finger
The ring slipped down into the hard coffin,
The son crossed his father’s brow…

Although the son did not take his father’s ring, did not put it on his own finger, but dropped it inside the coffin, it is quite possible that at least some part of the demonic force was transferred into the son. Which is how we can explain the “anguish-rival,” as it is indeed possible to imagine that side by side with him walked, without leaving any tracks, that same demonic power that had ruled the life of his father.
Hence these words:

Now there is no one there to help!
Now he is in the very heart of night!

And especially, the following words:

…Some kind of vague ringing in the ears…

Let me remind the reader that Bulgakov writes in Master and Margarita, at the end of chapter 23, The Grand Ball at Satan’s:

“Without opening her eyes, Margarita took a gulp, and a sweet stream ran through her veins, a ringing started in her ears. It seemed to her that ear-splitting roosters were crowing, that somewhere someone was playing a march. The groups of guests were now changing their appearance. Both the tuxedoed men and the women were crumbling into dust.”

This is what must have been in store for the hero of Retribution. But it would not come to pass. Help was on its way!
It is quite possible that it was a “friend.” After all, Blok writes that the son made the sign of the cross over his dead father’s brow. –

The son crossed his father’s brow,
Reading the seal of wanderers on it,
Those whom Fate chases around the world…
He adjusted the arms, the icon, the candles,
Looked at the raised shoulders,
And left, saying ‘May God be with you.’

The son’s Christian faith had overcome the demonic power by its kindness and forgiveness. Otherwise, it is impossible to explain what happens to the hero of Retribution.

…But in my hero’s thoughts
Reigns almost incoherent raving…
He’s walking…(A trail is forming in the snow
Of one, but there were two of them…)

Someone comes to the hero’s assistance, whose human strength is already about to leave him.
Margarita did not disintegrate into dust, because unlike the other “guests,” together with Woland’s team, she had drunk the wine originated by the blood of the snitch and spy Baron Meigel, who had ratted on the great Russian poet of the 20th century N. S. Gumilev. [See my chapter A Swallow’s Nest of Luminaries: Mr. Lastochkin.]
In the case of A. Blok, in his poem Retribution, this “someone” walking alongside the hero without leaving any tracks can be Jesus Christ Himself, like in Gumilev’s Golden Knight, but not appearing in any kind of vision, but only causing memories.

The hero of Retribution was already practically dying from frost, from fatigue, from anguish, when the course of his thoughts suddenly changed. Having forgiven his father, he suddenly remembered his mother which once more reaffirms the spiritual influence of Jesus Christ, often depicted as an infant in his mother’s arms.
Blok closes his poem on this optimistic note and offers advice not only to his hero (that is, to himself), but to his readers as well.

When you are hunted down and beaten…
Then stop for a moment
To listen to the silence of the night…
You’ll find in your devastated soul
Once more the image of your mother bending,
And at this incomparable moment…
The frost that had frozen your blood,
Your cold love –
All will flare up in a grateful heart…

Blok finished writing his poem right before his death in 1921 and he confessed that throughout his life the only being he ever loved was the one who had given him life – his mother. Interestingly, many poems of his are dedicated to her.
And if only you can find this love in your heart –

…You will then bless everything,
Realizing that life is immeasurably greater
Than quantum satis of Brand’s will,
And the world is beautiful – as ever.

Thus, anguish turns out to be not a rival, but a friend.

He’s walking…(A trail is forming in the snow
Of one, but there were two of them…)

In a difficult time, the hero of Retribution remembers his mother. His anguish is conquered not by some “game of bloody war,” like in False Dmitry’s case, but by maternal love.
Do note that the poetic part of the poem Retribution ends with the words:

And the world is beautiful – as ever.

These words echo these words in the Prologue:

But you, artist, have a firm belief
In the beginnings and the ends. You must know
Where Hell or Paradise are waiting for us.
You are given an impartial measure
To measure everything you see.
May your gaze be firm and clear.
Wipe off what is inconsequential,
And you will see that the world is beautiful.
Learn where the light is, and you will know where darkness is.

The End.

I Will Return With The New Chapter Alpha And Omega.

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