A.B Yehoshua is one of Israel’s groundbreaking writers. There are those who say that the stories that he wrote in the beginning of his career are his best work, and because of it there are those who consider him a better writer than Carver. I’m very fond of some of his novels too, like The Lover which describes Israeli society before and after the 1973 Yom Kippur War or Mr. Mani which describes several generations of a Jewish family. But today I wanted to talk about the story ‘An Ongoing Silence of a Poet’ not only because it circles 17 years in the life of an “old” poet (he is approximately 65 years old when the story ends), but because in this story silence, old age and abnormality are linked together. In my opinion, at least compared to the other stories that I’ve read, he manages to reach new heights here. Amos Oz (another great Israeli novelist) who taught me this story in the university, told me that he has been reading this story for decades and still finds new levels and ideas in it every time he reads it.
The story was written with the backdrop of the decline of the poets of the 30’s and 40’s in Israel and the rise of a new generation of poets. It tells the story of a poet that decides to stop writing because he feels that he cannot compete with the younger generation, and when he tries all that he can do is write a satire that mocks whatever he had written before. Because he is spending more time with his wife, they bear a child, which is mentally challenged. The wife dies, their elderly daughters get married quickly and leave home, and the old poet is left to raise his son alone. They have a relationship that is sometimes physically violent; from the father’s side (although he is afraid his son will attack him and the only resemblance between them is “a thin line of violence”), in the end when the child grows, he discovers his father was a poet and he tries to force him to write. The father objects, and in the end destroys their safe haven and forces his daughters to find some sort of arrangement for his child and decides to wander around in the world.
I’m not afraid to tell the whole story, because every story of Yehoshua is basically a comic sketch, even his novels. The details, voices and descriptions are all important to the narrative. The other reason is that we need to make some orders in the details, because what I just told you is a lie. The poet who tells the story is lying to us and you can see that when you read the story. He sees things that he is not supposed to see, knows stuff that he is not supposed to know and the only way you can catch him out is by the details he uses. His old age is an excuse, but he is not really that old and this is a koan (something extra for the reader to think about). Yehoshua is keeping us guessing for as long as we let it.
The writing tip that I take from this story is that to have an untrustworthy story teller can sometimes enrich the story, and to pay extra attention to the details, as a writer and as a reader. The teller could be lying. Another fine example to a teller that’s lying could be found in the story ‘A Rose for Emily’ by Faulkner.
P.S. I saw several sites that refer to Yehoshua as ‘The Israeli Faulkner’. I find it most interesting.