Altered States

No. 1 - Year 8 - 12/2017

University of Zadar | ISSN 1847-7755 | SIC.JOURNAL.CONTACT@GMAIL.COM

Editorial

Non-thematic issues always represent a challenge, mostly premised on defining and constructing a subtle thread that would, at least apparently, unify all of the numerous submitted papers, thoughts and opinions about a variety of different subjects. Sometimes the final product, the metaphoric body of our journal, is a harmonious and perhaps even optimistic reading of cultural, social and literary phenomena, while on some other occasions the projected and articulated themes and ideas tend to be a bit harsher, stronger and more explicit in their nature. Such is the issue in front of you; in spite of the cheerful and celebratory time of the year, the segment dedicated to culture and literature is defined by the somewhat gloomy overtones of the presented ideas, merging silently with the foreboding shadows and the unfriendly figure insidiously dominating our cover. However, the articulated themes and analyses, while inclined toward the darker states and altered perceptions of reality, still form a rich tapestry of research and scrutiny, actively and significantly contributing to contemporary debates on the subjects at hand....

Literary Translation
Mesándel Virtusio Arguelles and Kristine Ong Muslim:

1 The mouth of the old man remains open to speaking as if repeatedly breathing on the words so as to relinquish them wholly to the wind while earnestly listening nothing is heard by the old man in the middle 2 In the hollow of their mouths the hymn for darkness seems in tune Marked by eyes that roll back in extreme terror while huddling in front in an inexplicable urge to congregate when traveling to Saint Isidore Night crawls past sanity’s remains Left behind by a dwindling sanity 3 Crashing any moment now is the blade against whoever invites to the dining table this widow, who volunteered to redeem the Israelites, according to the Apocrypha Her expression is meek yet intent on fulfilling what she took upon herself: behead the enemy without faltering There is no need to rinse even when the hands are bloodstained 4 A combination of terror and madness is on the face of the god swallowing his offspring As if aware of his utter depravity yet lacking power even in his divinity to overcome ...

DOI: 10.15291/sic/1.8.lt.2
Literary Translation
João Anzanello Carrascoza and Marko Filip Pavković:

Budimo se u sedam ujutro i odmah pospremamo krevet, izravnavamo plahte, namještamo prekrivač. Još uvijek sneni, tuširamo se u tišini, ne želimo razgovarati. Pravi je čas za vođenje ljubavi, ali nismo raspoloženi. Filtriramo kavu, grijemo mlijeko, jedemo kruh s maslacem, čitamo novinske naslove. Čitamo naslove i ostavljamo novine po strani odlučni da navečer nastavimo s čitanjem. Znamo da više nećemo čitati, ali održavamo tu iluziju živom. Ako pada kiša, pričamo o tome kako pada kiša i kako je promet usran i kako je nemoguće živjeti u ovome gradu. Ako sja sunce, žalimo se na vrućinu, na žeđ i na svjetlost koja nas gotovo zasljepljuje. Uvijek komentiramo vrijeme. Razgovaramo o nevažnim stvarima. Nemamo što reći, ali ne možemo živjeti u šutnji. Kada nekoga sretnemo, to proslavimo, sjetimo se dobrih vremena i osjetimo nešto ugodno, ali ne znamo točno što. Nismo uvijek iskreni u tim prigodama. Odmotavamo Arijadninu nit. Ponovno je namatamo u klupko. Kada netko zabije gol, vičemo gol. Nismo ...

DOI: 10.15291/sic/1.8.lt.4
Catalan Poetry Translation Workshop
Maria Cabrera i Callís and Grupa prevoditelja:

Sjedili smo na kamenoj klupi šivajući pretpostavke: sad lančić istina sad lančić laži, mogućnost da se međusobno razumijemo i euharistijsku tajnu puti što je tvoja kad mi se udaljuješ. To nam je postalo pukim pitanjem perspektive, bol. Kretali smo se oprezno kao ptica dvojbe, motrilo nas je opčinjavajuće oko samostrela. Više nismo shvaćali, samo smo ponavljali imena geparda, isijavanja brazgotine srčanih klijetki i dosadni krmelj glagola: istančani šav kože što nas dijeli od kamenja. Prožvakali smo gustu tišinu poput sjećanja na jutarnju maglu djetinjstva; odlazio si polako poput stada ovaca u smjeru vode i postao si šuma. Od tolike šutnje naučili smo govoriti ludilom praznine, i smisao nam je postao puka školska navada: ljubaznost ruku, s vremena na vrijeme, da bi se prebrisala divljačnost rase. Tako nestaje vrsta, vid naše janjeće ljubavi. Bila je to grčevita borba da se zaustave strojevi, da se razumijemo, govor kosilica i amfora teška trbuhu što preko oka nam usisava svu svjetlost ...

DOI: 10.15291/sic/1.8.cptw.2
Literature and Culture
Artea Panajotović, Alfa BK University, Serbia:

The paper examines some of the Gothic features used in character development in William Faulkner’s Absalom, Absalom! and Toni Morrison’s Beloved, and explores how the two novels complement each other to form a comprehensive picture of the American South around the Civil War. In the traditions of Gothic realism and postcolonial Gothic respectively, the authors describe the 19th-century South as populated with supernatural beings: demoniac slaveholders, monsters who try to fight oppression, zombies whose souls have been devoured by the oppressive system, ghosts and revenants who return to haunt their wrongdoers, and hybrids whose transgressive nature is feared by the oppressors and the oppressed alike.Keywords: American Gothic, American South, character development, slavery, hybrids, monsters, ghostsEven though, as Allan Lloyd Smith points out in his survey of the 19th-century American Gothic, American writers like James Fenimore Cooper and Nathaniel Hawthorne complained that the New Wor...

DOI: 10.15291/sic/1.8.lc.4
Literature and Culture
Ana Fazekaš, University of Zagreb, Croatia:

Rape is a crime so close and personal, a trauma so individual, yet an experience so grotesquely impersonal, collective and inherent in our culture that it has a distinct place in the artistic practice of many feminist authors fighting for a voice where the cry had been muffled, refusing to be reframed into another masculinist fantasy of violence. Resistance through performance art as a mode of expression, its power and limitations, is what this article attempts to approach and start to untangle. When it comes to the artistic mode that prides itself most on its closeness to life and body – when there is pain, the pain is real – this paper aims to answer the following questions: how does one approach a violent invasion of a person’s body and self in a culture that perpetuates the mass psychology of rape (Brownmiller), and what can it mean to those who stand by and watch? Keywords: rape, feminism, performance art, autobiography, representation, representability, pain

DOI: 10.15291/sic/1.8.lc.1
Literary Translation
Dulce Maria Cardoso and Ana Ille Horvat:

Princeze nikada ne umiru. Udaju se i žive sretno do kraja života. "Ideja će mi sinuti kad se najmanje budem nadala", kaže Alice, "uvijek je tako. Neću očajavati." Upravo sjedi na kauču držeći bilježnicu u rukama u koju je trenutak prije, velikim štampanim slovima na vrhu lista, upisala "ideje za Afonsov rođendan". Pažljivo je povukla pet strelica i svaku označila brojem. Poslije toga nije napisala više ništa. Ovo je već sedmi popis koji radi otkako je sjela. Pogleda uprta prema dnevnom boravku, oko kažiprsta lijeve ruke mota plamen jarkoplave kose, kao u lutke."Kako se to smišlja neka ideja", upita se šapatom koji je uvježbala još u mladosti, "kako?"

DOI: 10.15291/sic/1.8.lt.6