Authors, American -- 20th century -- Correspondence; Crane, Hart, 1899-1932. Correspondence
Dear Gorham: --/--/ The last several days have been equally among the
most intense in my life. The annoyance comes in only on the swing of a
repressive _fate_. To be stimulated to the nth degree with your head
burgeoning with ideas and conceptions of the most baffling interest and
lure--and then to have to munch ideas on water heaters (I am writing
another book for house fraus!) has been a real cruelty this time,
however temporary. The more I think about my _Bridge_ poem the more
thrilling its symbolical possibilities become, and since my reading of
you and Frank (I recently bought _City Block_) I begin to feel myself
directly connected with Whitman. I feel myself in currents that are
positively awesome in their extent and possibilities. “Faustus and
Helen” was only a beginning--but in it I struck new _timbres_ that
suggest dozens more, all unique, yet poignant and expressive of our
epoch. Modern music almost drives me crazy! I went to hear D’Indy’s _II
Symphony_ last night and my hair stood on end at its revelations. To get
those, and others of men like Strauss, Ravel, Scriabin, and Bloch into
_words_, one needs to _ransack_ the vocabularies of Shakespeare, Jonson,
Webster (for theirs were the richest) and add on scientific, street and
counter, and psychological terms, etc. Yet I claim such things can be
done! The modern artist needs gigantic assimilative capacities,
emotion,--and the greatest of _all_--_vision_. “Striated with nuances,
nervosities, that we are heir to”--is more than a casual observation for
me. And then--structure! What pleased me greatly about Frank’s comment
was the notice of great structural evidence in “F. and H.” Potentially I
feel myself quite fit to become a suitable Pindar for the dawn of the
machine age, so called. I have lost the last shreds of philosophical
pessimism during the last few months. O yes, the “background of
life”--and all that is still there, but that is only three-dimensional.
It is to the pulse of a greater dynamism that my work must revolve.
Something terribly fierce and yet gentle.
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