Troy, Unincorporated
A meditation on the nature of betrayal, the constraints of identity, and the power of narrative, the lyric monologues in Troy, Unincorporated offer a retelling, or refraction, of Chaucer & rsquo;s tragedy Troilus and Criseyde. The tale & rsquo;s unrooted characters now find themselves adrift...
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| Formato: | Libro electrónico |
| Idioma: | Inglés |
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Chicago :
University of Chicago Press
2012.
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| Colección: | EBSCO Academic eBook Collection Complete.
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| Acceso en línea: | Conectar con la versión electrónica |
| Ver en Universidad de Navarra: | https://innopac.unav.es/record=b35570829*spi |
Tabla de Contenidos:
- Acknowledgments; [Chorus:] Everything is half here; One; [Psyche's Song:] Praise me, I told the water lilies, for I am half-invincible; [Narrator:] Of eighth grade; [Criseyde:] How sadly my friends and I; [Pandarus:] Troilus I said we're just dumb boys you know; [Troilus:] Sniffly weather, the sky all prologue; [Criseyde:] In those days arrows were very magic; [Psyche:] On the walls, the usual Americana; [Pandarus:] We made a sand woman on Harrington Beach; Two; [Cassandra:] The halo--no mere incandescence; [Narrator:] The afternoon grew taller when a boy on Halsted.
- [Criseyde:] Like the friend following you[Troilus:] I was a boy. I listened to frog song; [Criseyde:] Already I miss Troy; [Pandarus:] Slatternday Crumbday; [Criseyde:] I didn't know who I was, we say; [Troilus:] I watched him paint all he could draw; Three; [Chorus:] We tried to remember; [Narrator:] Our usual consolation of daisies; [Criseyde:] Dear (you know I never / rode horses well); [Troilus:] What lean pickings; [Criseyde:] I knew my would-be lover; [Troilus:] Nightfall when I crossed; [Criseyde:] By night my father's house shines.
- [Cassandra:] Now the accrual of was. At Booth Lake, the bodyFour; [Chorus:] Then came the sand trucks; [Narrator:] We take the Hoan Bridge home; [Criseyde:] If in any harbor; [Criseyde:] It was like the old world sent me a letter; [Criseyde:] The canister of Ajax glinting on the counter.; [Criseyde:] Daily it storms: dams give out, a lake in the next county; [Chorus:] The way fences open; Notes.
