Beloved remains an artistic choice and a decision to partly exorcise a part of black history, which remained extremely difficult for modern day blacks to deal with, and in the process it provides “catharsis ” and “revelation.” It becomes a way of remembering the “Sixty Million and more” who died under slavery. The remembering and telling the past lived experience of one’s race acquires a moving subtext in the Biblical echoes of the novel’s opening epigraph:

I will call them my people,

Which were not my people ;

And her beloved

Which was not beloved.

The primary religious text of the oppressing powers is thus skillfully used  to become an  emotionally moving and artistically resonant way of claiming the marginalized and oppressed of history into mainstream discourse. The haunting poignancy f the lines suggests that justice can never really be done in claiming and reinstating those who have suffered, and the emphasis on the “her” that was not “beloved” also becomes a way of alluding to  the absence of woman from discourse.

After Beloved’s eruption into her “separate parts”⁴⁷ the moment of catharsis arrives for both the community and Sethe. In a magnificent and poetic rendering of Beloved’s retreat from the world of 124 Bluestone Road, Morrison writes,

Everybody knew what she was called, but nobody anywhere knew her name. Disremembered and unaccounted for, she cannot be lost because no one is looking for her, and even if they were, how can they call her if they don’t know her name? Although, she has claim, she is not claimed…⁴⁸