It took me all of Toni Morrison’s latest novel, A Mercy, to figure out what the title referred to. Life doesn’t show much mercy on the tragic characters who people Morrison’s narrative, set in early America, when life’s cruelties were bleakly unforgiving. I initially assumed Morrison’s title was ironic, like that of Annie Dillard’s The Living, which seems to feature more deaths than it does lives. But Morrison’s novel is not a piece of irony, and neither is its title. There is a poignant mercy in A Mercy, even if it takes the entire novel for readers to realize it.
Morrison’s novel opens with Florens, a lovesick teenage slave, setting off to find the object of her affection, a freeborn African-American blacksmith who had been hired by her master to construct an iron gate at the entrance of his palatial new home. Despite her infatuation, Florens’ mission is dire. Her master, a trader named Jacob Vaark, has succumbed to infection before occupying the new home he built with a fortune amassed from speculation in the slave trade, and now his wife–Florens’ mistress, Rebekka–is dying of the same illness. Believing the blacksmith who wrought the gate at the entrance to her husband’s doomed mansion will be able to heal her sickness, Rebekka sends Florens on a solitary errand to fetch him.
This is the linear narrative that underpins A Mercy. Florens starts her journey at novel’s beginning, and we follow her progress as the narrative continues. True to Morrison’s typically Faulknerian style, however, the narrative tells other stories, meandering from character to character and from present to past as it punctuates Florens’ journey with the back-stories of her compatriots. Florens tells her story in the first person, but a narrator tells the stories of her fellows. We see how Jacob Vaark became a reluctant participant in the slave trade. We see how Rebekka traveled to America specifically to marry Jacob, a man she’d never met. We meet Jacob’s other slaves: Lina, a Native American whose family and village were destroyed by smallpox, and Sorrow, a crazed and outcast orphan who survived the shipwreck that killed her father. We meet Williard and Scully, indentured servants who work on Jacob’s plantation, and we meet the freeborn blacksmith whom Florens is sent to find, hoping his mastery of medicinal herbs will save Rebekka.
Meeting this disparate band of characters gives us an odd sort of insight into the nature of Jacob Vaark, a man who profits from the slave trade–and who owns slaves–without ever really condoning the practice. We want to believe that Jacob is a good man; we want to overlook the source of his fortune, the lavish way he decides to spend it, and the fact that he has surrounded himself with slaves and servants, most of them women, whom he has specifically chosen for their low likelihood of causing trouble. A house and plantation peopled by women, Jacob reasons, will be less rowdy and prone to riot than a plantation populated with randy young field slaves…and yet each of the orphans, outcasts, and survivors Jacob chooses carries her own hidden tragedies. There is no escape from trouble, Morrison suggests, regardless of who shares your story. This sharing of suffering is one of several subtle mercies that become beautifully apparent by novel’s end.
This is my long-overdue second review for the 2009 Audiobook Challenge, whereby I pledged to listen to (and review on-blog) twelve audiobooks in twelve months. If you’re interested in participating in the challenge, please visit J. Kaye’s Book Blog for details; you can access links to other participants’ audiobook reviews here.
It’s been more than two months since I reviewed my first audiobook of 2009 (Marilynne Robinson’s Home), and during that time I’ve listened to more than a half dozen audiobooks. In other words, I listen to books far faster than I review them! I figure I will have time to catch up with reviews this summer when this living is easier.
In the meantime, the photos illustrating today’s post are similarly “belated,” as I took them in Salem, Massachusetts last month. I previously blogged Salem’s Old Burying Point Cemetery in October, 2005; if you want to see what it looked like this February, you can view the entire photo-set here. Enjoy!
Mar 18, 2009 at 11:56 am
Lorianne, thanks for this review, makes me want to run out and find it. Did you like the audionarrator? I’m new to audiobooks but it seems to make a big difference to the experience — who’s reading it.
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Mar 18, 2009 at 12:16 pm
I definitely recommend it: the story is more engaging & nuanced than my quick blog-review captures.
I forgot to mention that Toni Morrison herself reads the book, which was wonderful. Some authors aren’t great as narrators: in some cases, it’s better to have a professional actor give a good reading than to listen to the author her- or himself muddle through the narrative. But Morrison reads like a poet, so her voice has real “presence.”
And at the end of the audiobook, there’s an interview with Morrison, so you hear her thoughts on the story, what inspired her, etc. So immediately after hearing the story, you hear Morrison’s thoughts about the story, which of course adds to your appreciation of it.
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Mar 19, 2009 at 8:39 am
Thank you for writing this. I have not read it yet and your post reminded me of the sense of discovery that always accompanies keeping up with her work. I’m behind: I read everything through Jazz and I have Paradise here on the shelf, but I’ve missed Love and A Mercy.
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Mar 19, 2009 at 10:59 am
I am pathetically under-read when it comes to Morrison. I read Beloved and Sula way back in grad school and not much since. She’s one of those authors (Louise Erdrich is another) whom I dream of catching up with “someday, when I have the time.” So in the interim, being able to listen to this audiobook was wonderful, as it’s easier for me to find time to listen to books than it is for me to find time to read them.
(I only recently listened to Annie Dillard’s The Maytrees, for instance, even though I’m a huge Dillard fan and bought the book when it came out in hardcover. That’s how “behind” I am with presumably “current” reading.)
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Apr 12, 2009 at 7:12 pm
Great review…I imagine listening to Morrison read her own words is a real treat as she is such a gifted speaker beyond her obvious literary talents. I also love the photos you posted with the review!
I recently posted a review of A MERCY as well:
http://davethenovelist.wordpress.com/2009/04/12/a-review-of-toni-morrisons-a-mercy/
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