A Rose for Emily

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William Cuthbert Faulkner was a Nobel Prize winning American novelist and short story writer One of the most influential writers of the twentieth century, his reputation is based mostly on his novels, novellas, and short stories He was also a published poet and an occasional screenwriter.The majority of his works are set in his native state of Mississippi Though his work was published as early

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  • 140 pages
  • A Rose for Emily
  • William Faulkner
  • English
  • 06 January 2017
  • 9780675093248

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    A Rose for Emily, William FaulknerA Rose for Emily, is a short story by American author William Faulkner, first published in the April 30, 1930, issue of The Forum The story takes place in Faulkner s fictional city, Jefferson, Mississippi, in the fictional southern county of Yoknapatawpha It was Faulkner s first short story published in a national magazine The story opens with a brief first person account of the funeral of Emily Grierson, an elderly Southern woman whose funeral is the obligation of their small town It then proceeds in a non linear fashion to the narrator s recollections of Emily s archaic and increasingly strange behavior throughout the years Emily is a member of a family of the antebellum Southern aristocracy After the Civil War, the family falls into hard times She and her father, the last two of the clan, continue to live as if in the past Emily s father refuses for her to marry Her father dies when Emily is about the age of 30, which takes her by surprise She refuses to give up his corpse, and the townspeople write it off as her grieving process The townspeople pity Emily not only after her father s death but also during his life when he wouldn t let Emily marry After her father s death, the only person seen moving about Emily s home is Tobe a black man, serving as Emily s butler, going in and out with a market basket Although Emily did not have a strong relationship with her community, she did give art lessons to young children within her town The townspeople even referred to her as Miss Emily as a sign of the respect that they had for her With the acceptance of her father s death, Emily somewhat revives, even changing the style of her hair and becomes friendly with Homer Barron He is a Northern laborer who comes to town shortly after Mr Grierson s death The connection surprises some of the community while others are glad she is taking an interest However, Homer claims that he is not a marrying man, but a bachelor Emily shortly buys arsenic from a druggist in town, telling him that it will be used to kill rats However, the townspeople are convinced that she will use it to poison herself Emily s distant cousins are called into town by the minister s wife to supervise Miss Emily and Homer Barron Homer leaves town for some time, reputedly to give Emily a chance to get rid of her cousins, and returns three days later after the cousins have left Homer is never seen again 1972 1350 119 20 7 31 35 81 85 119

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    If you ve never read anything by William Faulkner, read A Rose for Emily as long as you don t mind if things get a little gruesome I first read Faulkner s classic A Rose for Emily in college years ago Initially I just dropped a 4 star rating on it and left it at that But then something happened A few friends liked my rating, and this story kept stealing back into my mind like Homer Barron sneaking in through Emily s back door, and making itself at home in my head, an uninvited and a little bit uncomfortable guest.So I starting doing a little research on the background of this 1930 story, and found it available to read online at seriously, go read this today if you ve never read it before I read it again, and I m bumping my rating up to 5 stars.The story begins and ends on the day of the funeral of Miss Emily Grierson, an institution in her southern town In between, we find out about Miss Emily s life and the traditions and expectations that bind both her and the town.People in our town, remembering how old lady Wyatt, her great aunt, had gone completely crazy at last, believed that the Griersons held themselves a little too high for what they really were None of the young men were quite good enough for Miss Emily and such We had long thought of them as a tableau, Miss Emily a slender figure in white in the background, her father a spraddled silhouette in the foreground, his back to her and clutching a horsewhip, the two of them framed by the back flung front door.Time becomes fluid as stories and events from Emily s life are shared with the reader The narrator always speaks as we, as if the entire town and we ourselves are complicit in the events of the story It s a disturbing feeling, and the images of decay that permeate the story further this unrest the cracked leather furniture, moldy pillows, the dust covering everything in her home, and of course the appearance of the older Emily herself She looked bloated, like a body long submerged in motionless water, and of that pallid hue Her eyes, lost in the fatty ridges of her face, looked like two small pieces of coal pressed into a lump of dough .When I was a college student, it was the ending of the story that was etched indelibly in my brain It s still a shocker I can only imagine the sensation it caused when it was published in 1930 But now I have a better appreciation for how skillfully Faulkner wrote this entire story, and the strange but pitiful character he created in Emily, dying alone in a house filled with dust and shadows.

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    A classic, literary short story that will give you the ultimate creeps A Rose for Emily is a dark, disturbing but strongly evocatively written tale rich in symbols, ironies and vivid imagery and remarkably depicts the consequences of living in and wanting to preserve one s glorious past You can read the short story here.

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    We did not say she was crazy then We believed she had to do that We remembered all the young men her father had driven away, and we knew that with nothing left, she would have to cling to that which had robbed her, as people will. The second William Faulkner short story I have read turned out to be an absolute success On diverting, brief eight pages, Faulkner manages to introduce his readers to the character of Miss Emily Grierson, a woman marked by loneliness and bitterness This story deals with a person s inability to adjust to changing surroundings, to become a respected part of the society And it succeeds on each and every level.The story starts off with a slow narration, recounting the life of Emily Grierson until Faulkner s final revelation will step around the corner and confront you totally unexpectedly It is impossible to talk about this story without spoiling its most important turn of events, so I will leave this review at a whole hearted recommendation for you to read it Even though or rather because it does include some creepy parts, the story will also probably burn into your mind unlike anything else you have read so far You can read it for free here.

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    William Faulkner s A Rose for Emily The Town as Narrator and Accomplice This classic Southern gothic story was chosen as a Moderators Choice for members of On the Southern Literary Trail for October, 2014. WHEN Miss Emily Grierson died, our whole town went to her funeral the men through a sort of respectful affection for a fallen monument, the women mostly out of curiosity to see the inside of her house, which no one save an old man servant a combined gardener and cook had seen in at least ten years. Those words first appeared in print in Forum The Magazine of Controversy, in the April edition, 1930 It was fitting Forum was at its height as a magazine of literary significance and had served as a clarion call on issues of social significance since the 1890s It ceased publication in 1950 I can only surmise the editorial staff threw up their hands in the face of rising McCarthyism I KNOW it s not the April issue I couldn t find one A Rose for Emily is in it However, A Rose for Emily appeared in These Thirteen, William Faulkner s first anthology of short stories published in 1931 These Thirteen, First ed.,Jonathan Cape and Harrison Smith, New York, 1931 As always, you can find contradictory opinions by William Faulkner regarding the value of Novels, Short Stories, and Poetry He has referred to writing short stories as whoring, especially when he was sending stories off to The Saturday Evening Post, his favorite market for his short fiction However, consider his remarks while writer in residence at the University of Virginia Yes sir You can be careless, you can put trash in a novel and be excused for it In a short story that s next to the poem, almost every word has got to be almost exactly right In the novel you can be careless but in the short story you can t I mean by that the good short stories like Chekhov wrote That s why I rate that second it s because it demands a nearer absolute exactitude You have less room to be slovenly and careless There s less room in it for trash Faulkner in the University,Introduction by Douglas Day,Frederick Landis Gwynn, Joseph Blotner,University Press of Virginia, 1995 I ascribe to that statement by Faulkner where A Rose for Emily is concerned For this story is a remarkable construction of plot, characterization, theme, and the use of a unique narrative technique It is only through close reading, repeated reading, that the perfection of this story reveals why this story has become the most anthologized American short story Alas, Andalusia, aka Martha Jo, aka The Queen has decreed that I, who has decreed himself Jeeves around this abode WILL squire her to Kentuck, the local festival of Arts And here, Dear Reader, I will leave you until I have returned, covered in the dust of the trodden paths, bearing objects of art, smelling of funnel cake, deafened by strains of music played too loudly through poor public address systems Goodbye Faulkner I will think of your story while I am gone poof Actually in route, I have in mind the ideal photograph for Miss Emily s house Paint peeling, the grey cypress revealed underneath And our town s oldest cemetery along the way Perhaps time well spent Happy reading.The afternoon has passed as I told you, reader, it would I have shaken the dust of well trodden paths from my shoes, my beloved is content with purchases made I am content with photographs taken, downloaded, edited, and shortly to be uploaded and shared.Ah, Mr Faulkner There you are Well, you weren t whoring with this one Nor were you telling a straight forward ghost story, although you have said so than once Your favorite themes are there, rising from the page The changing South is there Miss Emily s house itself is a symbol of it The past is never past That s there.Once the Grierson mansion was a brilliant white on the finest street in town Now it is falling into disrepair No longer on one of the finer streets, it is surrounded by businesses, within the sound of the passing trains, near the cemetery where the rows of Union and Confederate dead lie Miss Emily herself, dead, is a monument And we begin the story in the present with Miss Emily taking her place among the eternally peaceful It is all fairly straight forward Those first few paragraphs All, all are sleeping, sleeping, sleeping on the hill Edgar Lee Masters, The Hill, Spoonriver Anthology, 1915 However, Mr Faulkner tells his story in anything but a conventional manner after the seemingly innocent beginning narrative Time becomes non linear The initial narrator who might have been an omniscient third person observer, a single first person voice, becomes the curiously effective first person plural narrator The narrator is not I but We Should you be patient and count, you will find we used forty eight times It is not a mere whim Faulkner did nothing by whim.Through multiple sets of eyes, through multiple generations, we learn the story of Emily Grierson s life and her place in the community Alive, Miss Emily had been a tradition, a duty, and a care a sort of hereditary obligation upon the town, dating from that day in 1894 when Colonel Sartoris, the mayor he who fathered the edict that no Negro woman should appear on the streets without an apron remitted her taxes, the dispensation dating from the death of her father on into perpetuity Not that Miss Emily would have accepted charity Colonel Sartoris invented an involved tale to the effect that Miss Emily s father had loaned money to the town, which the town, as a matter of business, preferred this way of repaying Only a man of Colonel Sartoris generation and thought could have invented it, and only a woman could have believed it.When the next generation, with its modern ideas, became mayors and aldermen, this arrangement created some little dissatisfaction On the first of the year they mailed her a tax notice February came, and there was no reply They wrote her a formal letter, asking her to call at the sheriff s office at her convenience A week later the mayor wrote her himself, offering to call or to send his car for her, and received in reply a note on paper of an archaic shape, in a thin, flowing calligraphy in faded ink, to the effect that she no longer went out at all The tax notice was also enclosed, without comment. Read carefully It s like asking Salvador Dali for the time. Emily s father found no suitor acceptable for his daughter He stood in the doorway, chasing them away with a horse whip He left her nothing but the house So the good Old Colonel Sartoris fabricated the scheme to save her the taxes Notice the narrator s observed her to have an angelic appearance.The Griersons always had that superior attitude The town resented that However, Emily was to be pitied Left a spinster at her father s death No wonder she denied he was dead and the preachers had to talk her into surrendering his body after he had been dead for three days We did not say she was crazy then We believed she had to do that We remembered all the young men her father had driven away, and we knew that with nothing left, she would have to cling to that which had robbed her, as people will. Faulkner continues to play with time He plays with the reader Unless particularly wary, the reader does not realize he is being played by a master but merciless mouser That was two years after her father s death and a short time after her sweetheart the one we believed would marry her had deserted her After her father s death she went out very little after her sweetheart went away, people hardly saw her at all A few of the ladies had the temerity to call, but were not received, and the only sign of life about the place was the Negro man a young man then going in and out with a market basket. Then there s that peculiar odor that emanates from Miss Emily s house shortly after the missing sweetheart was believed to have married Emily So the next night, after midnight, four men crossed Miss Emily s lawn and slunk about the house like burglars, sniffing along the base of the brickwork and at the cellar openings while one of them performed a regular sowing motion with his hand out of a sack slung from his shoulder They broke open the cellar door and sprinkled lime there, and in all the outbuildings As they recrossed the lawn, a window that had been dark was lighted and Miss Emily sat in it, the light behind her, and her upright torso motionless as that of an idol They crept quietly across the lawn and into the shadow of the locusts that lined the street After a week or two the smell went away. An idol is feared as much as it is worshiped Or did they not want to know the truth Faulkner spins the hands on the clock again The sweetheart was Homer Barron, a common laborer and a Yankee at that A drinker who enjoyed the company of young men whom he told he was not the marrying kind The Town decided reinforcements were necessary, summoning two Grierson cousins from Alabama.Barron leaves town, but returns when the Grierson cousins leave The Town decides it s just as well Those Alabama Griersons were superior than Mississippi Griersons.Emily buys a man s dressing set with the initials HB on each piece A man s nightshirt completes the ensemble After Homer enters Emily s home he s never seen again.Emily offers china painting lessons to a generation of Jefferson s children Until the children stop coming.The hands on the clock spin wildly She carried her head high enough even when we believed that she was fallen It was as if she demanded than ever the recognition of her dignity as the last Grierson as if it had wanted that touch of earthiness to reaffirm her imperviousness Like when she bought the rat poison, the arsenic That was over a year after they had begun to say Poor Emily, and while the two female cousins were visiting her I want some poison, she said to the druggist She was over thirty then, still a slight woman, though thinner than usual, with cold, haughty black eyes in a face the flesh of which was strained across the temples and about the eyesockets as you imagine a lighthouse keeper s face ought to look I want some poison, she said Yes, Miss Emily What kind For rats and such I d recom I want the best you have I don t care what kind The druggist named several They ll kill anything up to an elephant But what you want is Arsenic, Miss Emily said Is that a good one Is arsenic Yes, ma am But what you want I want arsenic So THE NEXT day we all said, She will kill herself and we said it would be the best thing. Time passes inexorably Miss Emily is thirty when she abandons noblesse oblige and takes up with Homer Barron She dies at the age of seventy four At last in death she can be openly acknowledged as one of the community s own Her air of superiority is gone Her peculiarity is gone There is no trace of madness She is no longer a burden or a duty Two generations have passed It is a new generation that rules Jefferson now Only a few remain of Emily s own age And they remember her as they wish to and the very old men some in their brushed Confederate uniforms on the porch and the lawn, talking of Miss Emily as if she had been a contemporary of theirs, believing that they had danced with her and courted her perhaps, confusing time with its mathematical progression, as the old do, to whom all the past is not a diminishing road but, instead, a huge meadow which no winter ever quite touches, divided from them now by the narrow bottle neck of the most recent decade of years. There is but one thing for Faulkner to do, the final pronouncement of the omniscient we that gives A Rose for Emily its indelible shudder up the spine of generations of readers Already we knew that there was one room in that region above stairs which no one had seen in forty years, and which would have to be forced They waited until Miss Emily was decently in the ground before they opened it. Just who knew about that closed room How many knew view spoiler Behind the door the body of Homer Barron rots inside his night gown into the bed Beside his grinning face there is an indentation on the pillow There is a single iron gray hair in the hollow there hide spoiler

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    This wasn t really recommended to me by Aj My curiosity just got the best of me after reading Aj s short but informative review here and Rachel s review.I honestly have to read this short story twice for the story to actually sink in I didn t know where the story was about or where it will lead to at first everything started to make sense the you delve into the story, but I just have to read it again to know if there were some clues and hints out there I missed before the genius Faulkner dropped the horrifying and disturbing bomb.The writing and narration of the story was somewhat inviting the readers to ride and live with the town to reminisce the pitiful life of Emily, alone on the big house, left to carry the legacy of being the last Grierson, and it was one of the best ride Only it was horrifying and creepy too Thank you Aj for including a link to where I could read this story

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    This is some kind of a gothic story that tells you about a woman EMILY , from a wealthy and respectable family,and the last of her father s descendant.The story started when Emily s father died,and the only thing he left for her was the house.Being left alone,she became the talk of her neighbors, at last,the once envied was now the pitied.This is the shortest horrifying story I ve ever read so far,and I must say it was well written.Others may say the story was pointless but for me,it was a good and smart read because it will make you think particularly the questions at the last part of the book.

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    DON T BE DECEIVED BY THE TITLE NO ONE S GETTING ANY ROSES I had to read this story twice to grasp it fully But after a reading count of two, I still am not able to decipher who the hell the speaker is And yes, this bothers me slightly But I ll say it, this was one beautiful short piece of gothic literature The fascinating thing about the mysterious identity of the narrator is it didn t take away from the story, if anything, it yielded intrigue and allure, causing me to be attuned to the foreboding sense of darkness and doom throughout the story More keen to it s richly intoxicating, yet subtle quality It s like Caroline from The Vampire Diaries would call it, an allure to darkness. You just can t walk away from it sometimes You just can t help but be pulled into it You know something stinks about the story, but what That s something you absolutely can t tell.This story is about Miss Emily from the prestigious Grierson family, who lived in a prestigious eyesore of an house An house which later on became a symbol of bondage and self inflicted torture Miss Emily, as the narrator describes is something of a monument An eccentric, anomalous, queer character who lacks a balanced, appeasing relation with society, she s the embodiment of infringement A monument who lived her life in opposition to the dictates of society She sounds lovely, inspiring Doesn t she But no, Miss Emily is not your average heroine, you ll just have to read it to find out why I think Faulkner s use of symbolism and imagery is simply adhering Exquisitely brilliant I think the topics he explores are perversely sound and resonating QUOTES Thus she passed from generation to generation dear, inescapable, impervious, tranquil, and perverse.The body had apparently once lain in the attitude of an embrace, but now the long sleep that outlasts love, that conquers even the grimace of love, had cuckolded him What was left of him, rotted beneath what was left of the nightshirt, had become inextricable from the bed in which he lay and upon him and upon the pillow beside him lay that even coating of the patient and biding dust.It was a big, squarish frame house that had once been white, decorated with cupolas and spires and scrolled balconies in the heavily lightsome style of the seventies, set on what had once been our most select street But garages and cotton gins had encroached and obliterated even the august names of that neighborhood only Miss Emily s house was left, lifting its stubborn and coquettish decay above the cotton wagons and the gasoline pumps an eyesore among eyesores

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    A big reason why I read writers like Faulkner is because of beautiful metaphors like this and the very old men some in their brushed Confederate uniforms on the porch and the lawn, talking of Miss Emily as if she had been a contemporary of theirs, believing that they had danced with her and courted her perhaps, confusing time with its mathematical progression, as the old do, to whom all the past is not a diminishing road but, instead, a huge meadow which no winter ever quite touches, divided from them now by the narrow bottle neck of the most recent decade of years Well of course after a metaphor like that I was perfectly satisfied, and all was right with the world at that moment To take that metaphor out of the story I would have known immediately who wrote it Who else can do this Who thinks like this The story of Miss Emily was true Faulkner a story of her heartbreak and it s tragic result, and small town southern gossip.

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    Thank you Tadiana for providing this link to this little shorty that I haven t read in 14 years.I first read this in high school, and it is the first, and still only, Faulkner I have ever read Faulkner has always been this kind of presence in my life Like a long lost uncle who is always kind of looking out for me, and remains a lingering presence, but who is intimidating, and just a little bit scary And for those reasons, I ve just never been able to warm up to Faulkner, but appreciate his lingering essence This little short is like my inviting him out to lunch for the first time In a very public and non threatening place where I can get to know him a bit But I am not making plans to move in with him anytime soon, a situation that my reading As I Lay Dying would inevitably throw me into.This short story is beautiful, and I can definitely understand the appeal of Faullkner s prose It centers around a young woman named Emily who has this kind of untouchable mysterious air about her She lives with her father who has deemed all available suitors unsuitable for Emily, which leads to her mystery When her father has died, she still has this upper crust snootiness about her, but as she is well past marrying age by then, people of the town who used to admire her, now kind of pity her We find out that Emily did have a lover who ran out on her, and afterwards, she became a recluse, and that air of mystery about her from her younger years, only gets reinforced with age As an old woman, Emily no longer has her beauty, but people still remember her in her prime, and long to discover her secrets Plus, the threat of madness, which tends to follow reclusive and secretive women, has further stimulated the townspeople s lust for gossip We did not say she was crazy then We believed she had to do that We remembered all the young men her father had driven away, and we knew that with nothing left, she would have to cling to that which had robbed her, as people will. The opening paragraph explains that it is the day of Emily s funeral and that every single person in town has attended WHEN Miss Emily Grierson died, our whole town went to her funeral the men through a sort of respectful affection for a fallen monument, the women mostly out of curiosity to see the inside of her house, which no one save an old man servant a combined gardener and cook had seen in at least ten years. The story slowly and beautifully unravels the mysteries and secrets surrounding Emily, and finally results in a climax which has haunted me for fourteen years since I first read this story as a high school junior It is a bit disturbing, and a bit surprising, but it is glorious Beautifully macabre, hauntingly sweet, and amazingly gorgeous writing Maybe it is about time Faulkner and I had another meeting.

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