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The Shawl by Cynthia Ozick

The Shawl (original 1989; edition 2001)

by Cynthia Ozick

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Title:The Shawl
Authors:Cynthia Ozick
Info:Vintage Books (2001), Edition: 1st Vintage International Ed, Paperback, 69 pages
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The Shawl by Cynthia Ozick (1989)



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The Publisher Says: Two award-winning works of fiction by one of America's finest writers, together in one collection.

In "The Shawl," a woman named Rosa Lublin watches a concentration camp guard murder her daughter. In "Rosa," that same woman appears 30 years later, "a mad woman and a scavenger" in a Miami hotel. She has no life in the present because her past will never end. In both stories, there is a shawl—a shawl that can sustain a starving child, inadvertently destroy her, or magically conjure her back to life.

Both stories were originally published in The New Yorker in the 1980s; each was included in the annual Best American Short Stories and awarded First Prize in the annual O. Henry Prize Stories collection. Each succeeds in imagining the unimaginable: the horror of the Holocaust and the unfillable emptiness of its aftermath. Fiercely immediate, complex, and unforgettable, each is a masterwork by a writer the New York Times hailed as "the most accomplished and graceful literary stylist of our time."

My Review: The story "The Shawl" is very short indeed, about six pages, but they are six of the most painful pages in my memory. They chart the descent of a mother from horror, a concentration camp where she exists with her daughter and her niece, to that most hideous and unending of hells: Loss of a child.

To call it harrowing is to deceive you as to the power and poetry of the story.

"Rosa" is the novella that follows the childless mother into her cronehood, a forcibly and fortunately retired fifty-nine-year-old Floridian transplant via New York. Remembering that, in 1980, fifty-nine was older than it is now, and remembering that camp survivors very very often aged (physically, psychically) more rapidly than their peers, and remembering that a parent who has lost a child has very often come unmoored from even the strongest bonds to life, Rosa is unusually situated. She is supported by her niece, whom she saved in the camp, she is free from jail, despite a psychotic break, and she lives in Florida, Death's Waiting Room, an open-air casket:
It seemed to Rosa Lublin that the whole peninsula of Florida was weighted down with regret. Everyone had left behind a real life. Here they had nothing. They were all scarecrows, blown about under the murdering sunball with empty ribcages.
In the shabby hotel where Stella, her niece, grudgingly supports the woman who saved her, Rosa goes about the quotidian tasks of living with as little care and cheer as an unwanted soul managing to stay alive but not sure why does. Her talisman, the shawl she carried her dead daughter in to the camp inside, is with Stella in Queens. Stella feels this will force Rosa to come to terms with the empty core of her life. When Rosa meets an older not-quite-widower and he determinedly strikes up an acquaintance, Rosa puts into words the reality she lives:
"If you're alone too much," Persky said, "you think too much."

"Without a life," Rosa answered, "a person lives where they can. If all they got is thoughts, that's where they live."

"You ain't got a life?"

"Thieves took it."
Someone stole her life, and left her body alive. It's what a childless parent lives every day, every minute of every day, and surviving a camp was a doddle for Rosa because what difference does anything make? Her child, her future, her gold and treasure, was stolen from her by a brutal, indifferent guard.

And to make it worse, now she's in Florida! And Doctor Tree, an academic with no smallest grain of comprehension or compassion for Rosa the childless mother, writes to her to request (in terms most peremptory and condescending) that she subject herself to inclusion in A Serious Study while he's in Florida for a convention! The NERVE!
Consider also the special word they used: survivor. Something new. As long as they didn't have to say human being. It used to be refugee, but by now there was no such creature, no more refugees, only survivors. A name like a number -- counted apart from the ordinary swarm. Blue digits on the arm, what difference? They don't call you a woman anyhow. Survivor. Even when your bones get melted into the grains of the earth, still they'll forget human being. Survivor and survivor and survivor; always and always. Who made up these words, parasites on the throat of suffering!
Rosa, rattled by Persky and shat on by Tree, takes solace in writing her fantasy of her grown-up daughter yet another letter. It is heart-wrenching, naturally enough, and reveals the horrors Rosa can't fully repress. It isn't any surprise that this damaged old woman is unbinding her few tenuous ties to life there in Hell's Boiler Room.

But there is, after all, Persky the man whose life is emptied by madness and laziness and America; Persky, who sets his sights on damaged Rosa and simply walks into her world to make it over:
"...this is very nice, cozy. You got a nice cozy place, Lublin."

"Cramped," Rosa said.

"I work from a different theory. For everything, there's a bad way of describing, also a good way. You pick the good way, you go along better."

"I don't like to give myself lies," Rosa said.

"Life is short, we all got to lie."
Persky the Pragmatic Pollyanna.

In the end, Rosa isn't a set of symptoms or a desperate survivor of the twentieth century's most horrifying genocide of its many. Rosa is a grieving childless mother who, unable to forgive herself or her only family for surviving, never sees or never cares who inhabits the planet with her. One foot in front of the other, no reason, just do it again; and then she receives the shawl from Stella, the Angel of Death, the cruel and grasping; and she looks at the ikon of her lost motherhood; and she feels...nothing? Can nothing be felt? What does it mean to lose your loss?

For a moment, Rosa loses her loss...for a moment....

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2 vote richardderus | Jul 7, 2014 |
I am not one much for dealing with crazy main characters and I would've enjoyed this novelette more had it bee written with less symbolism and more straight forward. However, that being said, The Shawl is made up of one short story, The Shawl, and one longer tale, Rosa. The Shawl tells the tale of Rosa, Magda, and Stella, taken by the SS and incarcerated in the Warsaw concentration camp and how Rosa believed the shawl protected Magda from detection until one day Stella takes it and Magda is discovered and tossed against the electric fence. The second tale, Rosa, goes 39 years into the future to Rosa being half crazed down in Miami and shows how the shawl still affects her life. ( )
  phoenixcomet | Oct 17, 2013 |
The short story included here, "The Shawl," is a brief but powerful holocaust story, showcasing a mother's love in the worst of times. The novella, Rosa, though, is a POV I don't see much: what every-day life is like for survivors 30 years later, when they have so little to hold on to and every encounter is tainted with the memories of what they've been thorough. Quick to read, but not quick to forget. ( )
  librarybrandy | Mar 31, 2013 |
Death and what comes after. This is what fiction is about. Amazing. ( )
  HadriantheBlind | Mar 30, 2013 |
Like stabbing a spade into the soil and striking bone. ( )
  Michael.Xolotl | Mar 5, 2013 |
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This book contains both the short story The Shawl (first published in the New Yorker in 1980) and its sequel, the novella Rosa (first published in the New Yorker in 1983). Both won first place (separately) in the annual O. Henry Prize Stories collections.
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A devastating vision of the Holocaust and the unfillable emptiness it left in the lives of those who passed through it.

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A short story and a novella which, together, tell an exquisitely powerful and moving tale of the Holocaust. Both The Shawl and Rosa won first prize in the O. Henry Prize Stories and were chosen for Best American Short Stories.

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