He was a failure, in trying to save Rosa, in trying to save the afflicted man, in trying to assert himself to the groom, in trying to get out so he could somehow save himself. A man huddled down in the stall below showed his open blue-eyed face. But no sooner has she reached him than the groom throws his arms around her, and thrusts his face against hers. Problem; resolution; new problem; resolution, new problem. The door opened and banged to and fro on its hinges. He is the subject and the object of his long quest or, expressed differently, the psychoanalyst of his own inner landscape on another level, our whole secularized age and the patient.
That confirms what I know: the young man is healthy. On a literal level, this happens as they come out of the pigsty. Yet his sacrifice would be senseless because it is beyond a physician's power to help an age spiritually out of kilter. The story is dedicated to his father, who ignored it completely. I have found your great wound; that flower in your side is going to finish you. It is important that it is she who says this statement; she is better attuned to the realm of irrational forces than he, who spends most of his trip regretting that he has never noticed her, much less enjoyed her physically and spiritually. This is why the patient's question is not if the doctor will heal him or cure him, but if he will save him.
How am I saving her? Though badly paid, I am generous and helpful to the poor. Like his whole trip, the sudden appearance of horses, groom, and gig bears the mark of the miraculous and the supernatural. Franz Kafka — A dream — short stories from: A country doctor Franz Kafka Franz Kafka 3 July 1883 — 3 June 1924 was a German-speaking Bohemian Jewish novelist and short story writer, widely regarded as one of the major figures of 20th-century literature. He was ready to give up. By not taking his profession seriously and therefore lacking in responsibility, he forfeits his only chance of taking the decisive step from mere vegetating to conscious living. A dim stable lantern dangled on a rope. A broken soul could not rescue another.
Now he realizes his negligence, but now it is too late because she has already been sacrificed to the groom. With such beasts, he was in his destination in no time. Nonetheless, he — the doctor as well as the sick young man knew that he could no longer do anything to cure his sickness. The story is rich with symbols, such as the fur coat trailing off the back of the doctor's carriage representing warmth and security being just out of reach during an impossibly slow journey, while naked and alone. He now applied this pencil to the top end of the stone; the stone was very high, he did not even have to lean down, but he did have to bend forward, since he did not wish to step on the burial mound, which separated him from the stone.
Then I am stripped of my clothes and, with my fingers in my beard and my head tilted to one side, I look at the people quietly. Of course, who is now going to lend her his horse for such a journey? But right away they stood up straight, long legged, with thick steaming bodies. I am employed by the parish, and do my duty to the point where it is almost too much for one man. What could a physician like him do? A successor is robbing me, but to no avail, for he cannot replace me. Follow Blog via Email Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. All articles written by Joe-Anna Marie V. Salvation came in the form of a groom in the pigsty.
Believe me, things are not easy for me either. As everywhere else in Kafka's work, the hero does not commit a crime or even a grave error. As his kin assemble around the doctor to see him work, the horses from outside have stuck their heads into the windows of the room. Doctor prepared, willing, and ready to set out to his patient, despite all these hindrances. In accordance with a simple melody from a choir outside the house, the family undresses him and forces him into bed alongside the patient. The best thing would be if I scratch your eyes out. Always demanding the impossible from their doctor.
By following the call — a mere hallucination, a nightmare — the doctor triggers a long chain of disastrous events. Lacking the human stuff necessary to create and structure situations, he permits himself to be manipulated by the groom, the family, and the horses; but he becomes, by submitting, a tool within the situations they create. True, as a medical man he cannot be expected to save a patient whose sickness is, above all, of a spiritual nature. Related to this is the frequency of passive situations: the Doctor is carried away by the horses, against his will; he lets himself be undressed despite the fact that he has resolved to leave p. One horse obediently pulled back from the window. But now it was time to think about my own salvation.
But in the original German, much of Kafka's text is narrated in the present tense: Text begins in traditional past tense, but shifts to present tense at the moment the groom begins molesting Rose top of p. My own horse had died the previous night, as a result of overexertion in this icy winter. A seriously ill man was waiting for me in a village ten miles distant. She is a part-time instructor at Pamantasan ng Lungsod ng Maynila University of the City of Manila , a freelance writer, and a fan of all things related to Middle Earth. According to Kafka, anxiety and concomitant alienation are the direct consequence of man's spiritual withering, and all psychoanalysis can possibly do is discover the myriad pieces of one's shattered universe. One horse obediently drew back from the window; I tossed the bundle of my things into the carriage; the fur coat flew too far, but luckily one of its sleeves caught on a hook. The mother stands by the bed waving me to her; I follow, and while one of the horses is whinnying loudly somewhere under the ceiling, I lay my head against the chest of the boy, who shivers from the touch of my wet beard.
A glass of rum is prepared for me. As doctor he is a thing, an object, a tool; as man he is nothing. The reins dragging loosely, one horse barely harnessed to the other, the carriage swaying behind, last of all the fur coat in the snow. Naked, exposed to the frost of this most miserable epoch, with an earthly carriage and unearthly horses, what am I but an old man adrift. After all, it was never difficult to leave. He did not become the hero that he wishes to be.
The horses take over completely, at any rate, covering the distance to the patient's farm in an incredibly short period of time which, symbolically enough, is exactly the time it takes the groom to subdue Rose. In his right flank, at around hip-height, he has a fresh wound as big as my hand. A Country Doctor is a story of self-absorption. The family of the boy engages in bizarre behavior. My own horse had died the previous night, as a result of over exertion in this icy winter. The boy's family gathers around the doctor to see him work and the horses from the outside stick their heads inside the house through the windows. He is only one man.