Friday, June 18, 2021

Toni Morrison's Song of Solomon (1977)


Toni Morrison is a genius. Her writing is both deeply poetic and entirely accessible. Her characters are fully human. I am a middle aged white male, with seemingly little in common with Pilate, Lena, Milkman and Guitar -- yet Morrison's writing provide a mixture of windows and mirrors that helps me to understand myself and gives me a view into the lives of others.

A point of particular genius is the way that she writes dialogue. 

It's fun to read this book just after Shakespeare, who is also a master of dialogue. Shakespeare's conversations, though, have a very different shape and texture. His characters speak to each other in a way that is theatrical and hard to imagine actually transpiring. 

Morrison's characters engage in conversations that feel authentic. I love the small details, the non sequiturs, the putdowns, the riffs, and the tender moments of compassion and forgiveness. 

Morrison's dialogues have the effect of helping me realize that our relationships -- and in a broader sense our lives -- are a compilation of conversations. Taken individually, a single conversation might not feel significant or earth shattering, but woven together they become our connections, our memories, our emotions. I cannot think of another author with quite the same gift for conveying the way that people communicate with one another.

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I had forgotten the way that Song of Solomon is, on one level, a treasure hunt (in this sense, there's a connection to The Count of Monte Cristo). 

The way in which Macon Dead Jr., Milkman, and Guitar seek the stash of gold (does it truly exist?) raises all sorts of questions about capitalism and, more generally, the things we choose to search for. Yet the layers of family history (revealed through a series of carefully parceled and extremely engaging stories) communicates that our relationships are truly the core of our identity: individual, familial, and societal.

I do love this book. A genuine masterpiece.