"The box Man knows that loneliness chosen loses its sting and claims no victims. He declares what we all know in the secret passages of our own nights, that although we long for perfect harmony, communion, and blending with another soul, this is a solo voyage.
"The first half of our lives is spent stubbornly denying it. As children we aquire language to make our selves understood ans soon learn from the blank stares in response to our babblings that even these, our saviors, our parents, are strangers. In adolesence when we replay earlier dramas with peers in the place of parents, we begin the quest for the best friend, that person who will receive all thoughts as if they were her own. Later we assert that true love will find the way. True love finds many ways, but no escape from exile. The shores are littered with us, Annas and Ophelias, Emmas, and Juliets, all outcasts from the dream of perfect understanding. We might as well draw the night around us and find solace there and a friend in our own voice.
One could do worse than be a collector of boxes."
~~Barbara Lazear Ascher, "The Box Man"
“His collar was pulled so high that he appeared headless as he shuffled across the street like a man who must feel Earth with his toes to know that he walks there.”
~~Barbara Lazear Ascher, "The Box Man"
Re-read the essay! It's wonderful. Hope this helps jumpstart your assignment.
2007-08-30 03:46:45
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