just finished Dhalgren. still assessing it, but I do think I really enjoyed it. at minimum I found it all very moving, enough so that there were periods where I wouldn’t touch it because I knew I couldn’t really deal with that state of mind in that moment. I don’t quite get the boring/plotless claims people make, whether its part of the larger arc or just small anecdotes a TON happens in that book, and since so much is left open-ended or unexplained there is plenty to interpret and unpack.
I like that the whole thing feels rather timeless, like this could be a book written about some crusty punk type present day. I don’t know if the goal for Delany was specifically to convey his personal experiences of mental illness/dyslexia, coming to terms with one’s self and sexuality as the main purpose, but it does a good job of addressing all of those things in a particular way. I like the idea of it being multiperspective, and this long after its initial publishing I guess there is an additional layer to that. while I do feel there is a timelessness to it, I guess a lot about it can/could/should? be read in the particular context of when it was written with the end of the 60s/early 70s and the shift in countercultures that happened. A sort of peak and end of yippie/hippie utopianism, biker culture’s tenuous ties to a lot of that, the drug scene, racial tensions, white flight, sexual liberation… the thing with non-visible encounter with Calkins to me read like the radical or counter-cultural artist realizing that their patron (the state in this case?) has actually used them to legitimize themselves and their power by supporting particular types of acceptable dissent, triggering the beginning of the end of the artist’s world or motivation.