William Faulkner’s short story “A Rose for Emily” is an
excellent example of a non-linear narrative. Beginning with the passing
of Emily, the narrator recounts events that have transpired during the course
of her adult life. Emily’s father passed away when she was around
thirty-years-old, and the event caused her to have a minor mental breakdown.
She recovered and soon became interested in a man named Homer Barron, a day laborer
from the North (the story is set in the post-Civil War south). Everyone
in town is soon gossiping about this courtship, with many speculating that
their relationship has become physically intimate, which for a lady of Miss
Emily’s station would be dishonorable. Several of Emily’s relations soon
visit, supposedly to aid her in tying Homer in matrimonial bonds.
While mostly implied by the narrator, the audience infers that Emily and Homer
had a protagonist-antagonist relationship with this subject, with most of the
arguing occurring behind closed doors. This causes Homer to leave town,
but he returns shortly thereafter, only to disappear again for good. This
second vanishing sends Emily into a self-imposed seclusion, with the townsfolk
rarely catching sight of her. It is only after her funeral that the
shocking yet satisfying truth is revealed: Emily had killed Homer,
keeping his body in her upstairs bedroom, where Emily would occasionally lay
beside him. This reveals the extent of Emily’s internal crisis. The
breakdown she suffered following the death of her father revealed that she had
trouble letting go. Homer’s brief desertion magnified this problem, and
when he returned Emily made sure he’d never leave her again. This action
is foreshadowed near the end of Part III, when the narrator recounts how Emily
purchased arsenic, intimidating the druggist in the process. When I read
the story for the first time in sixth-grade I overlooked this detail but
re-reading with foreknowledge of the twist ending it was easy to spot.
Based on Faulkner’s wording, it’s clear the narrator is familiar with Emily,
although he never knew her personally; likely he heard the recounted stories
from older relatives. I find it interesting that he remains anonymous
despite his familiarity, as none of the prose betrays a specific connection.
In that light, the narrator is the town’s personification, recounting its
history in a semi-omnipotent manner. He knows much, but like everyone
else, he didn’t see the truth behind the window.
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