365 Jennifer L. Hansen Philosophy and Literature, © 2005, 29: 365–378 Jennifer L. Hansen WRITTEN ON THE BODY, WRITTEN BY THE SENSES “Explore me,” you said and I collected my ropes, flasks and maps, expecting to be back home soon. I dropped into the mass of you and I cannot find the way out. Sometimes I think I’m free, coughed up like Jonah from the whale, but then I turn a corner and recognize myself again. Myself in your skin, myself lodged in your bones, myself floating in the cavities that decorate every surgeon’s wall. That is how I know you. You are what I know. 1 E ver since Plato wished to banish the poets from the republic (Republic 607b2), 2 philosophy has stood in a vexed relationship to literature. There seem to be at least three reasons for philosophy’s traditional contempt for literature as a reliable means to truth: (a) because literature engages the passions of a reader, it may cloud the reader’s ability to deliberate calmly and rationally about any given account of how things really are; (b) literature most commonly deals with the particular and concrete and therefore cannot claim to a more general or universal truth, and; (c) literature is too open-ended and ambiguous in its meaning, which, again, obstructs the reader’s view of how things really are. Though the writer is imitating the world, is holding up a mirror to it—a speculum mundi —literature’s images are mere appearances. Philosophy, on the contrary, aims for a kind of “transcendental vision.” Either philosophy looks beyond the particular appearances of things in the world to find the one structure which unites all instances of the thing, or philosophy claims that the structure of each object is supplied by consciousness, which then delimits and bounds each object, and places it in space and time so that the scientist can better dissect, measure, and catalogue it. That is, either philosophers, in the