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38 amanda putnam<br />

older children with her newborn baby tied to her, her mother love is plentiful:<br />

“Sethe lay <strong>in</strong> bed under, around, over, among, but especially with them<br />

all” (Morrison 1988, 93). Unlike some other of Morrison’s mothers who<br />

deny their mother love (like Baby Suggs), Sethe revels <strong>in</strong> it, both <strong>in</strong> times of<br />

happ<strong>in</strong>ess and <strong>in</strong> despair. Accord<strong>in</strong>g to Christopher Peterson, Orlando Patterson<br />

argues that “slavery destroys slave k<strong>in</strong>ship structures” (Peterson 2006,<br />

549). Sethe actually shows abundant connections to her children, risk<strong>in</strong>g<br />

everyth<strong>in</strong>g for them to escape and celebrat<strong>in</strong>g their life together afterward.<br />

But believ<strong>in</strong>g capture (and subsequent torture) imm<strong>in</strong>ent, Sethe rebels<br />

aga<strong>in</strong>st societal mores that suggest mother<strong>in</strong>g is nonviolent and takes desperate<br />

action. The four white men open the shed door, see<strong>in</strong>g that “two boys<br />

bled <strong>in</strong> the sawdust and . . . a nigger woman hold<strong>in</strong>g a blood-soaked child<br />

to her chest” is sw<strong>in</strong>g<strong>in</strong>g the <strong>in</strong>fant “by the heels . . . toward the wall planks”<br />

(Morrison 1988, 149). Her actions are unth<strong>in</strong>kable and brutal, yet readers<br />

cannot doubt the truth of both her maternal love and her power. “Because<br />

the normative vision of maternity tends to elevate the mother/child relation<br />

to an idealized field of ethical action, <strong>in</strong>fanticide is most often read either<br />

as an un<strong>in</strong>telligible aberration from normative k<strong>in</strong>ship, or as an act of pure<br />

love, <strong>in</strong> which case it is thought to be completely <strong>in</strong>telligible” (Peterson 2006,<br />

551). While Sethe’s actions are ghastly, they are also compell<strong>in</strong>gly dom<strong>in</strong>ant—she<br />

chooses what will happen to her and to her children. As Peterson<br />

argues, “What Sethe claims signifies not only her daughter, but also what<br />

she claims for her act of <strong>in</strong>fanticide: namely, that it is an act of pure love”<br />

(2006, 555). Sethe reprojects the violence that has oppressed her for years<br />

and takes control of what little she can. Sethe loves her children enough to<br />

choose death for them <strong>in</strong>stead of a tortuous slave life.<br />

Even months and years later, after be<strong>in</strong>g faced with prison and decades<br />

of scorn with<strong>in</strong> her community, Sethe defends her maternal violence. She<br />

expla<strong>in</strong>s to Paul D., “I did it. I got us all out. . . . I couldn’t let all that go back<br />

to where it was, and I couldn’t let her nor any of em live under schoolteacher”<br />

(Morrison 1988, 162–63). Even more tell<strong>in</strong>g are Sethe’s thoughts when she<br />

recognizes the slaveowner’s hat <strong>in</strong> the front lawn that fateful day:<br />

No. No. Nono. Nonono. Simple. She just flew. Collected every bit of life she<br />

had made, all the parts of her that were precious and f<strong>in</strong>e and beautiful, and<br />

carried, pushed, dragged them through the veil, out, away, over there where<br />

no one could hurt them. Over there. Outside this place, where they would<br />

be safe. (ibid., 163)<br />

Unwill<strong>in</strong>g to sacrifice her children’s right to freedom, familial connections,

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