Thursday, August 21, 2014

David sending Uriah to his death so he can marry his wife

Next morning I sit down at my desk to write a letter to Joav. “Put Uriah out in front,” I write, “where the fighting is fiercest.”
I take a deep breath, dip my feather in ink and shake it, that it may not bleed.
“Then,” I go on writing, “withdraw from him, so he will be struck down and die.”
I seal the scroll and give it to my dear, trusty soldier, knowing he would never suspect he is carrying his own death sentence in his hand.
And for a long time after the sound of his steps has died down I remain there, sitting at the edge of my throne, listening for him, hoping he would come back to me, wishing I could find a way to save him. 

David in A Peek at Bathsheba

This is the moment that David signs the death sentence for his soldier Uriah, and lets him carry it unknowingly to his commander, so his life would be placed in jeopardy on the battlefield. 

I slowed this moment down, quite deliberately, by having him pause to take care of his pen so it does not bleed, while he is contemplating shedding the blood of his soldier. At this point David can still change his mind, still refrain from betraying Uriah over the love of his woman, Bathsheba. The crime has not been committed, yet. Watching him from the shadows, we would be tempted to cry out, Stop! There's still time, don't do this! Don't put pen to papyrus!

To me, the contemplation of a crime is more interesting than the crime itself. This moment in David's story is so pregnant with possibilities that it inspired many artists to capture it on canvas, which inspires me in writing my novel. Here are two paintings by Pieter Lastman, a Dutch painter of historical pieces (his pupils included Rembrandt.) In the first painting, David hands the letter to his kneeling soldier, and the relationship between them seems, to all appearances, like one between a benevolent ruler and an obedient subject--if not for the reaction of the boy (who may be a young scribe, or his son) who raises his eyes in great alarm. Like us, he is holding himself back from shouting, Stop!

The second painting depicts the same moment, yet it is executed eight years later. Here, Pieter went to more explicit extremes. The boy has the same expression of mute horror, but look at the relationship between David and Uriah. David, clad in a blue-purple robe and red cape and bearing a golden scepter, is squirming uncomfortably on his throne, knowing that what he is about to do is utterly wrong. Uriah, kneeling before him, seems to suspect the truth, because his posture is one of being repelled, trying to increase the distance between the king and himself. A dog, the symbol of loyalty, separates between them.

In both paintings, the background behind Uriah depicts a holy building (modeled after of St. Peter's Basilica, rumored to contain pillars from the Temple in Jerusalem), suggesting God's presence on his side. In the earlier painting, the sky behind him portends danger. In the latter one, the crimps and folds in fabrics that seem to rustle in the foreground give an unsettling feeling.

Pieter Lastman, King David Handing the Letter to Uriah,  1611

Pieter Lastman, King David Handing the Letter to Uriah,  1619

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Perhaps at last he can feel her

This is the place where he put pen to paper... 
But clung to the wall, the shelves are now bare 
All that remains of his words is but vapor 
All you can spot is but a dent in his chair 

He used to sit here, here he would stare 
Years come, years go, an old clock keeping score, 
He would scribble his notes, crumple them in despair 
Waiting for his savior—but locking that door 

That door sealed him off, away from all danger 
Except from the depth of the danger within 
No one could intrude here, except for the stranger 
Who would carry him off to where his end would begin— 

The poet, who’d mourned the loss of his mother 
Would then, somehow, be reduced to a child 
He would crouch at the threshold, and call, call, call her 
Knock, knock, knock at that door; no more stifled, but wild 

This is the place where he put pen to paper 
Till the door opened, creaking on a hinge... 
Locked in embrace, perhaps at last he can feel her 
No need to cry now, can't feel that twinge

Detail from my oil painting, My Father's Armchair. You can barely see down at the far depth, but hiding in the shadows is the entrance door to this place, where I grew up and where my father spent the last twenty four years of his life, alone.

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Wednesday, August 20, 2014

A canvas of lyrical prose

I am so delighted to find a new review for Apart From Love:

5.0 out of 5 stars A canvas of lyrical proseAugust 14, 2014
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You are about to embark on a literary tour de force from the very first page.

The characters reminded me of living sculptures, with emotional edges chiseled by torment, compassion, dysfunction and most of all--as only an artistic author could depict--love. The story, told from the two main protagonists' point of views will take the reader on a journey of discovery into the depths of human souls and emotions.

The author is a wonderful storyteller and has painted for her readers a canvas of lyrical prose.
Written with brilliant insight and a masterful pen Ms. Poznansky's `Apart From Love' is delightfully crafted and keeps one riveted until the very end. Many of the scenes will stay in the reader's mind long after the last page.

Highly recommended!

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

My story 'Even One Mark' has been selected

My flash fiction story has been selected today to appear on Flurries of Words blog! And they have selected a lovely image of a doorknob to accompany it, because of this passage:

It would have been so much easier to write from a point of view other than herself. Perhaps the point of view of some inanimate object. A doorknob. It would be simple to pretend to be—no, to become one. The notion of being a doorknob—of it seeing her as she was, surrounded by her children, it seeing each one of her children as they grew up, crossing the threshold, coming in and out over the course of a lifetime—that notion somehow appealed to her. 

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Rise to Power a wonderful concept of the story of David

A short while ago, I invited readers and listeners to Hop upon a train of stories, and learn about my new series, The David Chronicles. As a prize, I opened my travel suitcase, and offered my book, Rise to Power, to the lucky winner. Her name is Charlene Zall Capodice, and I am so thrilled that she enjoyed taking that journey with me, and discovering my work. Here is her lovely review, written from the heart:

5.0 out of 5 stars Rise to Power a wonderful concept of the story of DavidAugust 18, 2014
This review is from: Rise to Power (The David Chronicles Book 1) (Kindle Edition)
Rise to Power chronicles David's rise from obscurity to the throne. The Biblical story is all here, but Uvi Posnznsky gives us a look behind to the human beings who lived and created them. Uvi paints a picture with here artistic ability into the story and the characters are so vivid.This is a compelling book that gives a different view of a Biblical story and you won't be able to put the book down. I highly recommend this book and I am really looking forward to reading her next book, A Peek At Bathsheba. I am so happy to have had the opportunity to read Uvi Posnznsky's books.

Monday, August 18, 2014

Is it still me?

Don’t open your eyes
Try not to see
Things are no longer
Where things ought to be

That voice—is it her?
Behind a closed door
She calls you a stranger
Your mother no more

Breathe through the moment
Turn, turn your eyes
The past you imagined
Was all lies, lies, lies

Things are no longer
Where things ought to be
Who is this stranger
Is it still me?

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Lovely new review for A Peek at Bathsheba:

5.0 out of 5 stars Insightful and engaging!August 17, 2014
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An enjoyable and thought-provoking book! Uvi Poznansky makes the story of King David accessible and interesting. King David is very much a human being before he is King and, like all people, he has human struggles and emotions, eternal and ever-lasting.

While Uvi Poznansky’s book clearly stems from her extensive knowledge of the biblical story, research, and art history (she’s an artist herself, too!), this book is a work of fiction, written in a contemporary voice that makes it much easier for today’s readers to relate to the story and to King David.

As in her other books, her descriptions in “A Peek at Bathsheba” are beautiful, vivid, majestic and poetic. The book is a work of art but it is also an engaging story – what a treat! I love Uvi Poznansky’s subtle humor and insightful commentaries. I’m curious to see how the change in Bathsheba that is beginning in this book will play out in the next book in the David Chronicles series. Five stars!