Imagery In The Story Of An Hour

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					   POE and the Art of “The Story of an Hour”

        Were we called upon however to designate that class of composition which, next to such a [lyric] poem as we have
        suggested, should best fulfill the demands of high genius-should offer it the most advantageous field of exertion-we
        should speak of the prose tale, as Mr. Hawthorne has here exemplified. We allude to the short prose narrative,
        requiring from a half-hour to one or two hours in its perusal. The ordinary novel is objectionable, from its length, for
        reasons already stated in substance. As it cannot be read at one sitting, it deprive itself, of course, of the immense
        force derivable from totality. Worldly interests intervening during the pauses of perusal, modify, annul, or
        counteract, in a greater or less degree, the impressions of the book. But simple cessation in reading would, of itself,
        be sufficient to destroy the true unity. In the brief tale, however, the author is enabled to carry out the fullness of his
        intention, be it what it may. During the hour of perusal the soul of the reader is a the writer's control. There are no
        external or extrinsic influences-resulting from weariness or interruption.

        A skilfull literary artist has constructed a tale. If wise, has not fashioned his thoughts to accommodate his incidents;
        but having conceived, with deliberate care, a certain unique or single effect to be wrought out, he then invents such
        incidents-he then combines such events as may best aid him in establishing the preconceived effect. If his very initial
        sentence tend not to the outbringing of the effect, then he has failed in his first step. In the whole composition there
        should be no word written, of which the tendency, direct or indirect, is not to the one pre-established design. And by
        such means, with such care and skill, a picture is at length painted which leaves in the mind of him who
        contemplates it with a kindred art, a sense of the fullest satisfaction. The idea of the tale has been presented
        unblemished, because undisturbed; and this is an end unattainable by the novel. Undue brevity is just as
        exceptionable here as in the poem; but undue length is yet more to be avoided.

Poe equates the short story with poetry and implies that like poetry it’s a form that demands “high genius.”
Like most poetry it can be read in a short space of time—from ½ to 2 hours. Because it can be read in its
entirety in this short space of time, readers can get the benefit of the full force of its effect—no distractions
intervene which would detract from this effect. The whole point of a short story is to make the reader feel the
EFFECT of the tale. The point of the story is not what happens, not who it happens to, but its ability to
evoke an effect on the reader. Everything in the story has to contribute to bringing out this single, unifying
effect, or the art form will fail. Poe acknowledges that readers have to approach the story with a “kindred
art”—as readers we have to use as much imagination as the writer if we are to feel the effect. If writers are
artistic in creating the tale, and readers are sensitive in re-creating the tale in their imagination, then the story
acts as a kind of “conduit”—like a battery that’s charged and ready to go—plug it into a reader and turn it on.

Notice how Poe insists on the unity of effect—everything in a short story has to contribute; it’s an intricate
circuit; if there’s a word or a sentence or an image or an incident that isn’t connected the energy just dissipates
and light fades out or goes out.
The Story of an Hour. Chopin brings us the experience of a very conventional, seemingly happily married
woman of her era. But this woman’s responses to the death of her husband are anything but conventional.
The reader is left with a sense of shock at her behavior, and a sense of irony at the end, and many, many
questions. (Should a work of art raise questions or answer them?)

•   What does it mean to be “happily married”?
•   What are appropriate expectations for married life?
•   What’s a wife’s role? What’s a husband’s role? If we meet these roles, does that spell happiness?
•   What the place of love in marriage? Is it possible to be “happily married” with a minimum of love?
•   Is it “normal” to feel like you’ve lost your freedom once you’re married (or committed to someone)? If
    it’s normal to feel like you’ve lost a certain amount of freedom, how much is too much?
•   How do you personally define a healthy relationship? What’s your conception of a happy marriage?

The effect of all these questions about things one assumed one already knew may be disconcerting, to its
contemporary audiences and even to us, because Chopin seems to challenge so many assumptions about what
it means to be “happily married.” Chopin is definitely hoping for this effect; she seems to want to challenge
assumptions about marriage in that story. She seems to imply, through Mrs. Mallard, that what women
accepted as happiness was really something else (security?), and that real happiness cannot exist without the
necessary conditions of freedom and equality. During her life and her marriage, Mrs. Mallard did not know
who she really was, and so of course no one else knew who she really was; the irony of her death underscores
all of that misunderstanding. The “tragedy” (if you can call it that) is that she goes to her death continuing to
be misunderstood, though at least she seems to have gained self-knowledge before her passing.

Because the artistic effect of this story is to raise troubling questions (especially for Victorian audiences), it’s a
pretty subversive story. Another writer who wrote in a similar vein was Charlotte Perkins Gilman, whose
story “The Yellow Wallpaper” was a similar kind of shocker. These authors, despite their accomplishments,
met with difficulty, indifference and even hostility in their day. These are subversive stories. They undercut
popular assumptions about love and marriage. The “happily ever after” ending is here. By conventional
standards, Louise Mallard should have completely fallen apart at the news of her husband’s death. The ideal
Victorian woman was notoriously hysterical and tiny and “weak.” These were considered highly feminine
characteristics. That’s why Freud came along and had a field day. But this woman breaks the mold; she’s
subversive, different, expressing alternative emotions that are unexpected, out of the ordinary, radical even.
In a backhanded, subtle way, the story even makes fun of the doctors, who have no clue at the end of the
story; they’re just totally wrong. And of course, they would have been men. So between Louise’s admonition
that she only loved her husband sometimes and that her life with him was a big bore, and the fact that these
doctors haven’t got a clue what’s really at the heart of her “illness,” that supreme male authority is really
brought into question.

It’s not a flattering portrait of marriage; it’s an uncomfortable portrait of marriage and male authority. Men
and women who wanted to maintain the status quo didn’t like this kind of thing. It exposed something they’d
rather keep hidden, or not think about, something they’d rather repress. But Kate Chopin still found her
audience. Why? Because there’s too much human truth expressed here for it to just go away because some
people didn’t want to hear that truth. This story resonates even today.

The truth is the revelation that comes to Louise Mallard as she looks out the window (why won’t Eveline’s
come as she looks out the window?). Love cannot survive inequality; freedom is the supreme fulfillment.
Mrs. Mallard has been suffering as a result of her “happy” marriage but she can’t admit it to herself. She has
the experience but not the conscious knowledge yet. She’s eaten the apple but won’t swallow. Why would
she have kept these thoughts repressed? Why can’t she keep them repressed any longer?

In just a few pages Chopin delivers this theme powerfully, and she does it by creating an effect. Her character
undergoes a profound change and we find it believable. Plot, character development, point of view, imagery,
symbolism, irony—they’re all working to bring out the shock of this character’s revelation. In part it’s the
economy, the brevity, with which Chopin is able to achieve this effect which really makes this story stand out
for me. So short and so meaningful.

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