MALDOROR 6:6 AND 6:7

Balladeer’s Blog resumes its examination of the macabre 1868 French language work The Songs of Maldoror.

CANTO SIX: STANZA SIX

Maldoror 6 6Maldoror is in his lair in Paris, observing himself in a mirror. He recalls how he used to have a third eye in the center of his forehead but ages ago a female cat pounced on him and chewed it out. This was done as revenge on Maldoror for the way he boiled the cat’s litter of kittens to death in a pot full of alcohol. (What kind of wine goes with cat meat?)

Maldoror then ponders the rest of his heavily scarred face and body, reflecting on the damage he and God have inflicted on each other in their long war against each other. In his usual insane way the supernatural being considers himself as “beautiful” as congenital birth defects are beautiful; as “beautiful” as genitals ravaged by venereal disease.

He still refuses to regard God as his superior and relishes this newest conflict between the two: their battle over the fate of Maldoror’s latest designated victim – the 16 year old youth named Mervyn.  

CANTO SIX: STANZA SEVEN

While biding his time waiting for a response to the letter he sent to Mervyn, the vile Maldoror walks around Paris. Near the Palais Royal he notices a madman named Aghone in the park. The insane man eats dirt and periodically sits on his head on a park bench, flailing his legs in the air. 

Charmed – just like he was by the Philosophical Gravedigger and later the Hermaphrodite – Maldoror sits beside the lunatic on the park bench and engages him in conversation. Enjoying the gibbering madman’s company our malevolent narrator takes him along with him to dine at an expensive restaurant. 

Over lunch the insane Aghone tells Maldoror how he came to his present mental state. He is the son of a carpenter from the Rue de la Verrerie and his wife. He had three sisters, all named Marguerite, plus a female dog and a pet canary.

One day while drunk the father lost patience with the bird’s incessant singing and stomped it while wearing his iron boots. The mother held the bloodied bird while it twitched in its last moments of life. The father went off in search of further drink while the three Marguerites climbed into the dog’s kennel in their distress over the canary’s death.

Much later Aghone, the dog and Aghone’s mother found the three Marguerites’ dead bodies jammed together in the kennel. Aghone tore apart the kennel and the three corpses were freed. His mother fled Paris, never to return. Aghone himself went mad. 

After the meal Maldoror takes Aghone with him to a tailor and pays for an expensive suit of clothes for the insane man. Next he lets him stay in a room at his mansion on the Rue Saint- Honore. Aghone drops to his knees in gratitude as Maldoror declares him the God of Intellect. He orders the kneeling figure to wear a chamber pot on his head as a crown and promises the madman that, through him the three Marguerites will live on.

With malicious glee Maldoror accepts the gratitude and praise of the gibbering fool, enigmatically reflecting to himself that Aghone has no clue what sinister plans Maldoror has for him. 

I WILL BE EXAMINING ADDITIONAL SECTIONS VERY SOON. CHECK BACK ONCE OR TWICE A WEEK FOR NEW INSTALLMENTS.

FOR PART ONE CLICK HERE:  https://glitternight.com/2015/02/28/maldoror-a-neglected-masterpiece-of-surreal-horror/

FOR OTHER PARTS OF MALDOROR CLICK HERE: https://glitternight.com/category/maldoror/

© Edward Wozniak and Balladeer’s Blog, 2015. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Edward Wozniak and Balladeer’s Blog with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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6 responses to “MALDOROR 6:6 AND 6:7

  1. Its almost going along like a regular story now.

  2. This guy is too creepy and too violent.

  3. Pingback: SONGS OF MALDOROR: CANTO SIX GUIDE | Balladeer's Blog

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