Verlaine, Paul, 1844-1896 -- Criticism and interpretation
"De la musique encore et toujours!
Que ton vers soit la chose envolée
Qu'on sent qui fuit d'une âme en allée
Vers d'autres cieux à d'autres amours.
"Que ton vers soit la bonne aventure
Éparse au vent crispé du matin
Qui va fleurant la menthe et le thym ...
Et tout le reste est littérature."
Without question certain words in these lines, somewhat veiled by the
poetic form of expression, harmonize with the fundamental conceptions of
modern impressionistic lyric poetry. France never was the land of pure
emotional poetry. There is too much sense of the formal, too much of
a keen-sighted almost mathematical type of intellect mingled with a
gallant pleasure in pointedness among the French, and these make them
turn into logic the elements of mysticism which must be in every poem,
whether in its emotional content or its vague form of expression. Goethe
has proclaimed the incommensurable as the material of all poetry, but
among the French the tendency to crystallize it in the solution of their
positivist habit of thought is ever imperceptibly betrayed. The feeling
for the line and style shows through. For them poetry is architecture;
intuition, their intellectual formula; the marble of conceptions is
their material, and rhyme the mortar.
Clarity and orderly arrangement are the preliminary conditions for
Victor Hugo, for the Parnassians and even for Baudelaire, even though
the latter, by his visionary form and the opiate of his dark words,
created for the first time solemn, that is to say poetical, impressions
instead of those of pomp alone. It seems therefore an error to look for
the revolutionary tendency and literary importance of a Verlaine in the
looseness of his verse structure and more careless (or intentionally
careless) use of rhyme. His merit is rather that he was able to illume
chaos, darkness, and presentiments by the very indefiniteness and the
vague music of his soul. This enabled him to endue his poems with
their mystical trembling melody, not by abstracting his inner music in
definite melodies, but by fixing it in assonance, rhymes and rhythmic
waves.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account