Janie’s first significant romantic experience occurred one spring, at the age of sixteen, when she observed bees pollinating a pear tree.
She saw the dust-bearing bee sink into the sanctum of a bloom; the thousand sister-calyxes arch to meet the love embrace and the ecstatic shiver of the tree from root to tiniest branch creaming in every blossom and frothing with delight. So this was marriage! She had been summoned to behold a revelation. Then Janie felt a pain remorseless sweet that left her limp and languid” (11).
Although her sexual awakening is normal at this age, Janie’s matrimonial interpretation of the natural occurrence, though illustrative of the sexual aspect of marriage, is ignorant at best. “The problem is that Janie translates the remarkable love she feels for and through the natural world into a metaphor for … marriage” (Bealer). This event left her seeking answers about life and love. “She had glossy leaves and bursting buds and she wanted to struggle with life but it seemed to elude her”(11). As a result she found herself kissing Johnny Taylor, a local boy whom she saw as “shiftless” until “ … the golden dust of pollen had beglamored his rags in her eyes”(12). Janie’s grandmother, a former slave, also had a misguided impression of love. Rather, she felt respectability, not love, is the more important aspect of a husband. After catching Janie kissing Johnny, Nanny