Visits to Walt Whitman - Ramona - Opinion Bolivia
From 1908 to 1938 Virginia Woolf collaborated as literary criticism in The Times Literary Supplement.For two decades, the editor Bruce Richmond sent hundreds of books to comment, including Visited To Walt Whitman in 1890-1891, by John Johnston and James William Wallace, a book that narrated the meetings of two members of the Bolton Whitman Fellowswip withThe American poet and whose review appeared in the magazine on January 3, 1918.At twenty -six, Woolf began his literary career as a reviewer, which allowed him1922.
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The great fireworks of the intellectual life that burn in Oxford and Cambridge are so well fed and have lived for so long that it is difficult to feel, as one should, the wonder of this concentration in immaterial things.When, however, one stumbles randomly with a burning fire in isolation without associations or encouragement to protect it, the flame of the spirit becomes a visible heart where one can heat his hands and pronounce a gratitude.It is just by chance that one runs with some of these fires.Arden in unexpected places.If Bolton's condition was asked to draw around 1885, one would undoubtedly think about the cotton market, as if the center of the city's prosperity depended on that.There would be no mention of the group of young men - chller, manufacturing, artisans and bankers by profession - that meets Monday afternoon to talk about serious issues, address the most intimate and controversial issues frankly without fear of offending someone,And keep the particular point of view that Walt Whitman was "the figure of the largest era of all literature".However, who would dare to establish a limit for the purposes of said talk.In this instance, in addition to the invaluable spiritual service, it had some surprising tangible results.As a consequence of these meetings, two of its participants crossed the Atlantic, a constant flow of gifts and messages remained between Bolton and Camden, and while Whitman agonized he had in his mind those "good boys of Lancashire".The book that said these events had been published previously, but it is worth reimparting for the lights it throws on a new type of hero and the kind of worship that was acceptable towards him.
For Whitman it was not improper of human dignity to accept money or underwear, but said there was no need to talk about those things as gifts.On the other hand, he had no interest in a praise founded on the illusion that he was better or different from most humans."Well," he said as he stretched his hand to greet Mr. Wallace, "they came to disappoint themselves, right?"And Mr. Wallace acknowledged that he was a little disappointed.Nothing in the appearance of Walt Whitman dismissed with the highest poetic tradition.He was a magnificent old man, huge, corpulent, impressive for his power, his delicacy and his deep sympathy.The disappointment was due to the fact that "the figure of the greatest era of all literature" was "simple, ordinary and much more intimately close to me than I imagined".Indeed, the poet seemed to have struggled to put his common humanity in the foreground.And everything about him was as hard as it should be.The floor, which only looked carpeted halfway, was upholstered with papers batteries.The food and cleaning utensils were mixed with newspaper tests and cuts in ancestral accumulations that even a beautiful Emerson letter appeared by accident after years of being hidden.Among all those waste Walt Whitman sat impeccably clean in his gray suit, with a countenance more similar to that of a retired farmer whose working hours had completed.He enjoyed talking about this man and asking his guests about his children and his land and, either for thinking of human places and beings rather than books and thoughts, his mood was uniformly benign.His temperament, and no sense of the obligation, led him to this point of view, which in his opinion corresponded to "give or express who really was and, if I felt like the devil, say it!"
And then it seemed that this wise and free farmer received Symonds letters and sent messages to Tennyson, and it was indisputably, both in his opinion and in his, of the same stature and importance that any of the heroic figures of the past andof the present.Their names came out in the conversation as if they were their peers.Actually, now and then something seemed to "put it in spiritual isolation and give it at times a air of melancholic sadness", while in their talk and gossip the phrases and ideas of their poems came out effortless.Superiority and vitality are not found in class, but in the majority.The average of American people, he insisted, was immense, "although no man can become truly heroic if he is really poor".And "Shakespeare and the rest" arrive by themselves in the thread of other issues.“Shakespeare is the poet of great personalities."As for passion," I think Esquilo was better ".“A full ship is the greatest show in the world, and it has never been included in a poem."Or could you launch comments of the same height on your important English contemporaries.Carlyle, he thought, "lacks love".Carlyle was a grumpy.“When the stars shine intensely -."
It is inevitable that one compares two elders whose lives took different courses, where one saw only sadness in the glow of the stars and the other could immerse himself in a dream of said only with smelling the essence of an orange.In Whitman the capacity for pleasure seems to have never diminished and the power to include grew more and more. Así que, a pesar de que los autores de este libro lamentan que dejaron fuera un sinfín de dichos triviales por ofrecer, nos quedamos con una sensación de “una inmensa vista de fondo" y las estrellas brillando más intensas que nunca.~
*Karla Sánchez's English translation.
