Reaper Man, by Terry Pratchett

Writing about death

Reaper Man
Reaper Man, by Terry Pratchett (Publisher: Corgi, Dec. 23, 1998)

Terry Pratchett solves the problem of writing appealingly about death by making death one of the most popular and fantastical characters in his Discworld novels – “Death”, a.k.a. Mr. Bill Door. Reaper Man is part of the Death series, the others being Mort and Soul Music.

Death (capital D) is a non-negotiable kind of guy. Whenever he appears to someone as a seven-foot skeleton, and talks to them in capital letters, they are dead already (with the exception of Reaper Man, in which he becomes, temporarily, mortal). Sometimes the recently deceased question why, where, who and what’s going on, or don’t want to go with him. But they always do.

Death is tall, bony, and polite. He rides a real, white horse which he calls “Binky”. His scythe is so sharp it can cut air. He has some difficulty with being human and what goes with that – like clothes, eating, sleeping and children. Children recognize him instantly, whereas adults look past him and through him, like he is some kind of temporal anomaly or homeless person sleeping on a hot-air vent. He knows everything there is to know about the soon-to-be-dead – their life spans, the manner of their deaths, and what they were hoping for after life. A Valkyrie and feasting in the halls of Åsgard anyone? A long walk into a black desert? A reunion with the lover of your youth?

A Rightness to the Cycle of Life and Death

Pratchett, speaking through Death, gives readers the comfort that, firstly, the lifespan each person, from pharaohs to wizards, is allocated is logical and right, and not to be borrowed from or extended unless the world is going up in flames, so to speak. Also, that death is part of the cycle of life. There is life, then death, then life again. If there were no death, there would be no new life. Or there would be terrible chaos, the world would be out of balance – too many people, too much growth, too much energy, overcrowding in the after-life, and problems with the half-dead, like poor old wizard “Windle Poons”, and “Dead Rights activist” and zombie, “Reg Shoe”. Pratchett describes the excess of energy that results from Death being out of a job, as an energy storm that causes the “popping into life” of little snow-globes and shopping carts, that eventually form a huge living shopping mall, ready to consume people. Even swear-words pop into existence as weird flying creatures.

Prisoners and the flight of birds

Pratchett writes that everything living needs Death for the sake of mercy, the same mercy that prisoners experience when they see, through the windows of their cells, birds in flight. Mercy, but also longing and hope, since they look at the birds and think that one day they too might be free. Death’s plea to “Azrael, the Great Attractor, the Death of Universes, the beginning and the end of time”, is one of the most prolific Discworld quotes on the Internet since it obviously resonates with people. It is bitter-sweet, evocative and can have multiple interpretations. It is also core to the meaning of the book:

“LORD [Azrael], WILL YOU GRANT ME JUST A LITTLE TIME? FOR THE PROPER BALANCE OF THINGS. TO RETURN WHAT WAS GIVEN. FOR THE SAKE OF PRISONERS AND THE FLIGHT OF BIRDS.”

The image of prisoners and the flight of birds has been a popular metaphor for a wide variety of ideas since the earliest writings, across all world cultures, from the West to the East.

In the West

In the western world, as early as AD 46, in Ancient Greece, the historian Plutarch (c. AD 46 – AD 120), in Plutarch’s Lives, describes how the mass flight of birds was seen as a good omen for Gaius Julius Caesar the day that the battle of Pharsalia was fought, with Caesar killing many and taking many prisoners and losing few of his own men.1

One of a series of prison portraits by photographer Lieven Drollet, in an exhibition called Geen schuld, wel straf (guilt, no, punishment, yes), which ran from 30 Oct. - 24 Dec. 2011, at Museum Dr. Guislain in Gent, Belgium.
A prisoner and his birds: One of a series of prison portraits by photographer Lieven Nollet, in an exhibition called Geen schuld, wel straf (guilt, no, punishment, yes), which ran from 30 Oct. – 24 Dec. 2011, at Museum Dr. Guislain in Gent, Belgium.

The prisoner/bird metaphor is used to express a variety of meanings, for instance, the body as a prison, or life as a prison, with the soul as an imprisoned bird in a cage, and death as the release of the bird or the soul. As Derek Niemann wrote in his book, Birds in a Cage, about the rarely mentioned pastime of British World War II POWs – birdwatching, “One of the chief joys of watching was that they inhabited a different world than I”. In other words, the birds were free.

Release of the bird from the cage can also be interpreted as that the mind is set free and allowed to soar and develop to its full potential. A famous misuse of the bird image for prisoners occurs in William Shakespeare’s play, King Lear, when Lear remarks to Cordelia, his mistress: “Come let’s away to prison; / We two alone will sing like birds I’ th’ cage”, which is confirmation of Lear’s twisted view of the world, since he sees prison as a happy place.2

The word jail or gaol has its etymological roots in the Latin cavea, “cage” and has numerous both positive and negative associations. From this we get the expression “jail-bird”, or just “bird”, for prisoners.

In the Ottoman Empire

In the Middle and Far East, “cage” metaphors in epitaphs during the Ottoman Empire (1299 – 1922) had the function of consoling the parents of a deceased child, by someone dying young being depicted as a bird flying out of its nest, or dying being compared to a bird flying out of its cage, thus escaping captivity. Other interpretations are that “nest” and “cage” symbolize the present, earthly world, and “bird” symbolizes the deceased, or that “nest” and “cage” [both] symbolize the body of the deceased and “bird” his or her soul.

The bird-prison-metaphor was used by the mystic Yahya ibn Habash Suhrawardī (executed 1191 in Aleppo) in a poem written shortly before his death:

“Say to friends who, on seeing me dead, bewail me, when they see me, out of sadness,
‘Do not think that I am dead! That dead person is, by God, not me!
I am a little bird, and this is my cage; I flew away from so that it was deprived of a pledge.”3

In the Far East

In the Far East, China and Japan in particular, the caged song-bird was both a source of entertainment and a promise of delivery from the constraints of mortality – with free flight symbolizing death.  The following is an traditional Chinese idiom (1920s translation 1920 by Arthur Guiterman):

“Though man and wife together dwell
As birds of one embowered dell,
When death shall fling the fatal stone
They needs must take their flight, alone.”4

In the Tang Dynasty (618-907 AD), a familiar Taoist concept was that; “The human need is, in the end, the same as that of other creatures, birds or fish. It is the freedom the caged bird wants or the fish in its pool. It allows the mind to achieve ‘space and silence’.” This concept was frequently expressed in poetry, for instance by the poet T’ao Yuan-ming a.k.a T’ao Ch’ien (365-427AD) This, and the extract below, are beautifully translated and illustrated by Tony Kline on his website, Poetry in Translation):

Returning to Live in the Country

Tao Yuanming Seated Under a Willow. Tani Bunchō, Japan, 1812
Tao Yuanming Seated Under a Willow, by Tani Bunchō, Japan, 1812 (Credit: Tony Kline)

Young, I was always free of common feeling.
It was in my nature to love the hills and mountains.
Mindlessly I was caught in the dust-filled trap.
Waking up, thirty years had gone.
The caged bird wants the old trees and air.
Fish in their pool miss the ancient stream.
I plough the earth at the edge of South Moor.
Keeping life simple, return to my plot and garden.
My place is hardly more than a few fields.
My house has eight or nine small rooms.
Elm-trees and Willows shade the back.
Plum-trees and Peach-trees reach the door.
Misted, misted the distant village.
Drifting, the soft swirls of smoke.
Somewhere a dog barks deep in the winding lanes.
A cockerel crows from the top of the mulberry tree.
No heat and dust behind my closed doors.
My bare rooms are filled with space and silence.
Too long a prisoner, captive in a cage,
Now I can get back again to Nature.

These examples – a random few of hundreds – are just to illustrate how old and how universal the image of the body/prison/cage and the soul/bird-in-flight are.

The necessary harvest and harvester

The common thread in Reaper Man seems to be that death is a release and therefore both a mercy and a necessity. That is the thread throughout the novel: Death, once he has been working and living amongst ordinary people, and has to face the fact that he himself is also going to die (“morticide”), discovers also that he is necessary, and that it is necessary for death to be a caretaker, the one who shows mercy, the one who reaps the corn to save it from ruin, and the one who reaps the living:

“LORD, WHAT CAN THE HARVEST HOPE FOR, IF NOT THE CARE OF THE REAPER MAN?” – hence the title.

I have no doubt that Pratchett meant many different things with these lines, since the references and allusions in his novels are always widely varied and sometimes obscure. He teases you along with linguistic puzzles and intriguing references. Windle Poons’ last words, when he finally gets to die, are: “’I’m just going out,’ he said. ‘I may be some time.’” (p. 258.) Those are the reported last words of Captain Lawrence Oates (17 March 1880 – 16 March 1912), who was on the Terra Nova Expedition to Antarctica, got gangrene and frostbite, and walked out into the snow to his certain death, in order to give his three fellow explorers a better chance of survival.

Conclusion

Reaper Man was published in 1991, long before Sir Terry’s illness and death. Yet, it seems an oddly philosophical Discworld novel, quieter and less uproarious than others, with fairly difficult scenarios to get your head around – Death as mortal, the dance of the seasons, the fairness and requisite nature of death, Death not as a ruler with a crown, but as a caretaker.

Pratchett takes the sting out of death – yet still leaves you wondering if the flight of birds represents freedom or oblivion.


References

Plutarch’s Lives, translated from the original Greek with Notes Critical and Historical and a New Life of Plutarch, in six volumes, volume IV, by John & William Langhorne, First Worcester Edition, Massachusetts, December 1804, p. 511.

Narratology in the age of Cross-disciplinary narrative research, Heinen S. and Sommer, R. eds., Monika Fludernik, The Cage Metaphor, p. 109 etc., Walter de Gruyter GmbH, Berlin, 2009

3 Diem, Werner, Schöller, M., Living and the Dead in Islam, Studies in Arabic Epitaphs, Harrassowitz Verlag, Wiesbaden, 2004, p. 365 – 367

4 Guiterman, Arthur, tr. Chips of Jade: Being Chinese Proverbs with More Folk-sayings from Hindustan and Other Oriental Countries. Rhymed in English. New York: Dutton, 1920