Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Quiet Confusion

We wonder:  to whom was Kafka speaking? His domineering father, his reserved mother? One of his lifelong friends? One of his many lovers?  Mysterious and poignant, his words could apply to each under varying circumstances.

Or could it be from one character to another in his writings?  He painted such vivid scenarios with his words. We can easily imagine him constructing an entire dark fascinating story around such a theme.

We must get out his collected works and read them again.


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