Vladimir Nabokov

Annotations by Alexey Sklyarenko

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Please read Alexey Sklyarenko's annotations on Pale Fire, Ada and other Nabokov works here.

By Alexey Sklyarenko , 16 December, 2021

According to Kinbote (in VN’s novel Pale Fire, 1962, Shade’s mad commentator who imagines that he is Charles the Beloved, the last self-exiled king of Zembla), after line 274 of Shade’s poem there is a false start in the draft:

 

I like my name: Shade, Ombre, almost 'man'
In Spanish... (note to Line 275)

 

By Alexey Sklyarenko , 13 December, 2021

In Canto Three of his poem John Shade (the poet in VN’s novel Pale Fire, 1962) calls 1958 “a year of Tempests” and mentions Hurricane Lolita that swept from Florida to Maine and Mars (the planet):

 

It was a year of Tempests: Hurricane
Lolita swept from Florida to Maine.
Mars glowed. Shahs married. Gloomy Russians spied.
Lang made your portrait. And one night I died. (ll. 679-82)

 

By Alexey Sklyarenko , 7 December, 2021

At the end of Canto Three of his poem John Shade (the poet in VN’s novel Pale Fire, 1962) mentions ivory unicorns and ebony fauns:

 

It did not matter who they were. No sound,
No furtive light came from their involute
Abode, but there they were, aloof and mute,
Playing a game of worlds, promoting pawns
To ivory unicorns and ebony fauns;
Kindling a long life here, extinguishing
A short one there; killing a Balkan king;

By Alexey Sklyarenko , 4 December, 2021

In VN’s novel Pale Fire (1962) the poet Shade and his commentator Kinbote live in New Wye (a small University town). The Wye is a river in England and Wales. Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey, On Revisiting the Banks of the Wye during a Tour. July 13, 1798 is a poem by Wordsworth. In Canto One of his poem Shade mentions his frame house between Goldsworth and Wordsmith on its square of green:

 

I cannot understand why from the lake

By Alexey Sklyarenko , 4 December, 2021

At the end of his almost finished poem John Shade (the poet in VN's novel Pale Fire, 1962) mentions a Vanessa butterfly:

 

A dark Vanessa with crimson band

Wheels in the low sun, settles on the sand

And shows its ink-blue wingtips flecked with white.

And through the flowing shade and ebbing light

A man, unheedful of the butterfly -

Some neighbor's gardener, I guess - goes by

Trundling an empty barrow up the lane. (ll. 993-999)