{"id":2535,"date":"2013-07-13T01:42:16","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:42:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=2535"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:42:16","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:42:16","slug":"01-poetic-creation-vol-27-letters-on-poetry-and-art","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/01-works-of-sri-aurobindo\/03-cwsa\/27-letters-on-poetry-and-art\/01-poetic-creation-vol-27-letters-on-poetry-and-art","title":{"rendered":"-01_Poetic Creation.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"<div align=\"center\">\n<table border=\"0\" width=\"100%\" cellpadding=\"0\" style=\"border-collapse: collapse\">\n<tr>\n<td>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n\t\t\t<img decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" src=\"\/elibrarytest\/-01 Works of Sri Aurobindo\/-03_CWSA\/-27_Letters on Poetry And Art\/-images\/-01_Poetic%20Creation.jpg\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"en-gb\">Sri Aurobindo in Pondicherry<\/span><\/p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<hr>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n\t\t\t<b><font size=\"4\">Part One<\/font><\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n\t\t\t<b><font size=\"4\"><br \/>\n\t\t\tPoetry and Its Creation<\/font><\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<hr>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n\t\t\t<font size=\"4\"><b>Section One<\/b><\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"><br \/>\n\t\t\t<font size=\"4\"><b><br \/>\n\t\t\tThe Sources of Poetry<\/b><\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<p>\n<hr>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<b><span lang=\"en-gb\"> <font size=\"4\">Poetic Creation<\/font><\/span><\/b><span lang=\"en-gb\"><\/b><br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<b><span lang=\"en-gb\"> <font size=\"4\">&nbsp;<\/font>Three Elements of<br \/>\n\t\t\tPoetic Creation<\/span><\/b><span lang=\"en-gb\"><\/b><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"> Poetry, or at any rate a truly poetic poetry,<br \/>\n\t\t\tcomes always from some subtle plane through the creative vital and<br \/>\n\t\t\tuses the outer mind and other external instruments for transmission<br \/>\n\t\t\tonly. There are three elements in the production of poetry; there is<br \/>\n\t\t\tthe original source of inspiration, there is the vital force of<br \/>\n\t\t\tcreative beauty which contributes its own substance and impetus and<br \/>\n\t\t\toften determines the form, except when that also comes ready made<br \/>\n\t\t\tfrom the original sources; there is, finally, the transmitting outer<br \/>\n\t\t\tconsciousness of the poet. The most genuine and perfect poetry is<br \/>\n\t\t\twritten when the original source is able to throw its inspiration<br \/>\n\t\t\tpure and undiminished into the vital and there takes its true native<br \/>\n\t\t\tform and power of speech exactly reproducing the inspiration, while<br \/>\n\t\t\tthe outer consciousness is entirely passive and transmits without<br \/>\n\t\t\talteration what it receives from the godheads of the inner or the<br \/>\n\t\t\tsuperior spaces. When the vital mind and emotion are too active and<br \/>\n\t\t\tgive too much of their own initiation or a translation into more or<br \/>\n\t\t\tless turbid vital stuff, the poetry remains powerful but is inferior<br \/>\n\t\t\tin quality and less authentic. Finally, if the outer consciousness<br \/>\n\t\t\tis too lethargic and blocks the transmission or too active and makes<br \/>\n\t\t\tits own version, then you have the poetry that fails or is at best a<br \/>\n\t\t\tcreditable mental manufacture. It is the interference of these two<br \/>\n\t\t\tparts either by obstruction or by too great an activity of their own<br \/>\n\t\t\tor by both together that causes the difficulty and labour of<br \/>\n\t\t\twriting. There would be no difficulty if the inspiration came<br \/>\n\t\t\tthrough without obstruction or interference in a pure transcript &#8213;that is what happens in a poet&#8217;s highest or freest moments when he<br \/>\n\t\t\twrites not at all out of his own external human mind, but by<br \/>\n\t\t\tinspiration, as the mouthpiece of the Gods. <\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"en-gb\"><font size=\"2\">Page-5<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<span lang=\"en-gb\">The originating source may be anywhere; the poetry may arise or descend from the subtle physical plane, from the higher<br \/>\nor lower vital itself, from the dynamic or creative intelligence, from the plane of dynamic vision, from the psychic, from the<br \/>\nillumined mind or Intuition, &#8213;even, though this is the rarest, from the Overmind widenesses. To get the Overmind inspiration is so rare that there are only a few lines or short passages in all poetic literature that give at least some appearance or<br \/>\nreflection of it. When the source of inspiration is in the heart or the psychic there is more easily a good will in the vital channel,<br \/>\nthe flow is spontaneous; the inspiration takes at once its true form and speech and is transmitted without any interference or<br \/>\nonly a minimum of interference by the brain-mind, that great spoiler of the higher or deeper splendours. It is the character<br \/>\nof the lyrical inspiration, to flow in a jet out of the being &#8213;whether it comes from the vital or the psychic, it is usually<br \/>\nspontaneous, for these are the two most powerfully impelling and compelling parts of the nature. When on the contrary the<br \/>\nsource of inspiration is in the creative poetic intelligence or even the higher mind or the illumined mind, the poetry which comes<br \/>\nfrom this quarter is always apt to be arrested by the outer intellect, our habitual thought-production engine. This intellect<br \/>\nis an absurdly overactive part of the nature; it always thinks that nothing can be well done unless it puts its finger into the<br \/>\npie and therefore it instinctively interferes with the inspiration, blocks half or more than half of it and labours to substitute its<br \/>\nown inferior and toilsome productions for the true speech and rhythm that ought to have come. The poet labours in anguish<br \/>\nto get the one true word, the authentic rhythm, the real divine substance of what he has to say, while all the time it is waiting<br \/>\ncomplete and ready behind; but it is denied free transmission by some part of the transmitting agency which prefers to translate<br \/>\nand is not willing merely to receive and transcribe. When one gets something through from the illumined mind, then there is<br \/>\nlikely to come to birth work that is really fine and great. When there comes with labour or without it something reasonably<br \/>\nlike what the poetic intelligence wanted to say, then there is <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-6<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">something fine or adequate, though it may not be great unless there is an intervention from the higher levels. But when the<br \/>\nouter brain is at work trying to fashion out of itself or to give its own version of what the higher sources are trying to pour down,<br \/>\nthen there results a manufacture or something quite inadequate or faulty or, at the best, &#8220;good on the whole&#8221;, but not<br \/>\n<i>the <\/i>thing<br \/>\nthat ought to have come. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t<font size=\"2\">2 June 1931<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<b>Creation by the Word<br \/>\n\t\t\t<\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">The word is a sound expressive of the idea. In the supra-physical<br \/>\nplane when an idea has to be realised, one can by repeating the word-expression of it, produce vibrations which prepare the<br \/>\nmind for the realisation of the idea. That is the principle of the Mantra and of japa. One repeats the name of the Divine and the<br \/>\nvibrations created in the consciousness prepare the realisation of the Divine. It is the same idea that is expressed in the Bible, &#8220;God<br \/>\nsaid, Let there be Light, and there was Light.&#8221; It is creation by the Word. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">6 May 1933 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<b>Creative Power and the Human Instrument<br \/>\n<\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">A poem may pre-exist in the timeless as all creation pre-exists there or else in some plane where the past, present and future<br \/>\nexist together. But it is not necessary to presuppose anything of the kind to explain the phenomena of inspiration. All is here a<br \/>\nmatter of formation or creation. By the contact with the source of inspiration the creative Power at one level or another and the<br \/>\nhuman instrument, receptacle or channel get into contact. That is the essential point, all the rest depends upon the individual<br \/>\ncase. If the substance, rhythm, form, words come down all together ready-formed from the plane of poetic creation, that is<br \/>\nthe perfect type of inspiration; it may give its own spontaneous gift or it may give something which corresponds to the idea or<br \/>\nthe aspiration of the poet, but in either case the human being is only a channel or receptacle, although he feels the joy of the<br \/>\n\tcreation and the joy of the <i><br \/>\n\t\t\t<font face=\"Times New Roman\">&#257;<\/font>ve<font face=\"Times New Roman\">&#347;<\/font>a, enthousiasmos<\/i>, elation of the<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-7<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">inrush and the passage. On the other hand it may be that the creative source sends down the substance or stuff, the force and<br \/>\nthe idea, but the language, rhythm etc. are formed somewhere in the instrument; he has to find the human transcription of<br \/>\nsomething that is there in diviner essence above; then there is an illumination or excitement, a conscious labour of creation<br \/>\nswift or slow, hampered or facile. Something of the language may be supplied by the mind or vital, something may break<br \/>\nthrough from somewhere behind the veil, from whatever source gets into touch with the transcribing mind in the liberating or<br \/>\nstimulating excitement or uplifting of the consciousness. Or a line or lines may come through from some plane and the poet<br \/>\nexcited to creation may build around them constructing his material or getting it from any source he can tap. There are<br \/>\nmany possibilities of this nature. There is also the possibility of an inspiration not from above, but from somewhere within on<br \/>\nthe ordinary levels, some inner mind, emotional vital etc. which the mind practised in poetical technique works out according<br \/>\nto its habitual faculty. Here again in a different way similar phenomena, similar variations may arise. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">As for the language, the tongue in which the poem comes or the whole lines from above, that offers no real difficulty.<br \/>\nIt all depends on the contact between the creative Power and the instrument or channel, the Power will naturally choose the<br \/>\nlanguage of the instrument or channel, that to which it is accustomed and can therefore readily hear and receive. The Power<br \/>\nitself is not limited and can use any language, but although it is possible for things to come through in a language unknown<br \/>\nor ill-known &#8213;I have seen several instances of the former &#8213;it&nbsp;<br \/>\nis not a usual case, since the <i>sansk<font face=\"Times New Roman\">&#257;<\/font>ra <\/i>of the mind, its habits of action and conception would normally obstruct any such unprepared receptiveness; only a strong mediumistic faculty might be unaffected by this difficulty. These things however are obviously<br \/>\nexceptional, abnormal or supernormal phenomena. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">If the parts of a poem come from different planes, it is<br \/>\nbecause one starts from some high plane but the connecting consciousness cannot receive uninterruptedly from there and as <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-8<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\tsoon as it flickers or wavers it comes down to a lower, perhaps<br \/>\nwithout noticing it, or the lower comes in to supply the continuation of the flow or on the contrary the consciousness starts from<br \/>\n\t\t\ta lower plane and is lifted in the <i><font face=\"Times New Roman\">&#257;<\/font>ve<font face=\"Times New Roman\">&#347;<\/font>a<\/i>, perhaps occasionally,<br \/>\nperhaps more continuously higher for a time or else the higher force attracted by the creative will breaks through or touches or<br \/>\ncatches up the less exalted inspiration towards or into itself. I am speaking here especially of the overhead planes where this<br \/>\nis quite natural; for the Overmind for instance is the ultimate source of<br \/>\n\t\t\tintuition, illumination or heightened power of the planes<br \/>\n\t\t\timmediately below it. It can lift them up into its own greater<br \/>\n\t\t\tintensity or give out of its intensity to them or touch or combine<br \/>\n\t\t\ttheir powers together with something of its own greater power &#8213;or<br \/>\n\t\t\tthey can receive or draw something from it or from each other. On<br \/>\n\t\t\tthe lower planes beginning from the mental downwards there can also<br \/>\n\t\t\tbe such variations or combinations, but the working is not the same,<br \/>\n\t\t\tfor the different powers here stand more on a footing of equality<br \/>\n\t\t\twhether they stand apart from each other, each working in its own<br \/>\n\t\t\tright, or cooperate.<\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">&nbsp;29 April 1937 <\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t*<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nHuman creation comes from the vital planes into the physical &#8213;but there is often enough something more behind it than is<br \/>\nexpressed &#8213;it gets altered or diminished in the human physical transcription.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\">9 March 1933<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<b>&nbsp;Joy of Poetic Creation<\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nPoetry takes its start from any plane of the consciousness, but, like all art, one might even say all creation, it must be passed<br \/>\n<i>through <\/i>the vital, the life-soul, gather from it a certain force for manifestation if it is to be itself alive. And as there is always a<br \/>\njoy in creation, that joy along with a certain <i>enthousiasmos <\/i>&#8213;not enthusiasm, if you please, but an invasion and exultation of<br \/>\ncreative force and creative ecstasy, <i><font face=\"Times New Roman\">&#257;<\/font>nandamaya <font face=\"Times New Roman\"><br \/>\n&#257;<\/font>ve<font face=\"Times New Roman\">&#347;<\/font>a <\/i>&#8213;must always be there, whatever the source. But where the inspiration <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-9<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\ncomes from the linking of the vital creative instrument to a deeper psychic experience, that imparts another kind of intensive<br \/>\noriginality and peculiar individual power, a subtle and delicate perfection, a linking on to something that is at once fine to<br \/>\netheriality and potent, intense as fire yet full of sweetness. But this is exceedingly rare in its absolute quality,<br \/>\n&#8213;poetry as an<br \/>\nexpression of mind and life is common, poetry of the mind and life touched by the soul and given a spiritual fineness is to be<br \/>\nfound but more rare; the pure psychic note in poetry breaks through only once in a way, in a brief lyric, a sudden line, a<br \/>\nluminous passage. It was indeed because this linking-on took place that the true poetic faculty suddenly awoke in you,<br \/>\n&#8213;for<br \/>\nit was not there before, at least on the surface. The joy you feel, therefore, was no doubt partly the simple joy of creation,<br \/>\nbut there comes also into it the joy of expression of the psychic being which was seeking for an outlet since your boyhood. It is<br \/>\nthis inner expression that makes the writing of poetry a part of sadhana.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\">29 May 1931 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<b>Essence of Inspiration<br \/>\n<\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nThere can be inspiration also without words &#8213;a certain intensity in the light<br \/>\nand force and substance of the knowledge is the essence of inspiration. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\">18 June 1933 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<b>Inspiration and Effort <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nInspiration is always a very uncertain thing; it comes when it<br \/>\nchooses, stops suddenly before it has finished its work, refuses to descend when it is called. This is a well-known affliction,<br \/>\nperhaps of all artists, but certainly of poets. There are some who can command it at will; those who, I think, are more full<br \/>\nof an abundant poetic energy than careful for perfection; others who oblige it to come whenever they put pen to paper but with<br \/>\nthese the inspiration is either not of a high order or quite unequal in its level. Again there are some who try to give it a habit of<br \/>\ncoming by always writing at the same time; Virgil with his nine<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-10<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nlines first written, then perfected every morning, Milton with his fifty epic lines a day, are said to have succeeded in regularising their inspiration. It is, I suppose, the same principle which makes gurus in India prescribe for their disciples a meditation<br \/>\nat the same fixed hour every day. It succeeds partially of course, for some entirely, but not for everybody. For myself, when the<br \/>\ninspiration did not come with a rush or in a stream, &#8213;for then there is no difficulty,<br \/>\n&#8213;I had only one way, to allow a certain<br \/>\nkind of incubation in which a large form of the thing to be done threw itself on the mind and then wait for the white heat in<br \/>\nwhich the entire transcription could rapidly take place. But I think each poet has his own way of working and finds his own<br \/>\nissue out of inspiration&#8217;s incertitudes.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\">26 January 1932 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> *<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> Merciful heavens, what a splashing and floundering! When you<br \/>\nmiss a verse or a poem, it is better to wait in an entire quietude about it (with only a silent expectation) until the true inspiration<br \/>\ncomes, and not to thrash the inner air vainly for possible variants &#8213;like that the true form is much more likely to come, as people<br \/>\ngo to sleep on a problem and find it solved when they awake. Otherwise, you are likely to have only a series of misses, the<br \/>\nhalf-gods of the semi-poetic mind continually intervening with their false enthusiasms and misleading voices.<\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t<font size=\"2\">11 July 1931<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n*<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nFew poets can keep for a very long time a sustained level of the highest inspiration. The best poetry does not usually come<br \/>\nby streams except in poets of a supreme greatness though there may be in others than the greatest long-continued wingings at a<br \/>\nconsiderable height. The very best comes by intermittent drops, though sometimes three or four gleaming drops at a time. Even<br \/>\nin the greatest poets, even in those with the most opulent flow of riches like Shakespeare, the very best is comparatively rare.<\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\">13 February 1936<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-11<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<b>Aspiration, Opening, Recognition <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nImpatience does not help &#8213;intensity of aspiration does. The use of keeping the<br \/>\nconsciousness uplifted is that it then remains ready for the inflow from above<br \/>\nwhen that comes. To get as early as possible to the highest range one must keep<br \/>\nthe consciousness steadily turned towards it and maintain the call. First one<br \/>\nhas to establish the permanent opening &#8213;or get it to establish itself, then the<br \/>\nascension and frequent, afterwards constant descent. It is only afterwards that<br \/>\none can have the ease.<\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n21 April 1937 <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n*<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> Perhaps one reason why your mind is so variable is because<br \/>\nit has learned too much and has too many influences stamped upon it; it does not allow the real poet in you who is a little<br \/>\nat the back to be himself &#8213;it wants to supply him with a form instead of allowing him to breathe into the instrument his own<br \/>\nnotes. It is besides too ingenious. . . . What you have to learn is the art of allowing things to come through and recognising<br \/>\namong them the one right thing &#8213;which is very much what you have to do in Yoga also. It is really this recognition that is the<br \/>\none important need &#8213;once you have that, things become much easier.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t<font size=\"2\">3 July 1932 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t<b>Self-criticism<\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp;It is no use being disgusted because there is a best you have not reached yet; every poet should have that feeling of &#8220;a miraculous<br \/>\npoetic creation existing on a plane&#8221; he has not reached, but he should not despair of reaching it, but rather he has to regard<br \/>\npresent achievement not as something final but as steps towards what he hopes one day to write. That is the true artistic temper.<\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t<font size=\"2\">1 May 1934 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t*<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nIt is precisely the people who are careful, self-critical, anxious for perfection who have interrupted visits from the Muse. Those<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-12<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nwho don&#8217;t mind what they write, trusting to their genius, vigour or fluency to carry it off are usually the abundant writers. There<br \/>\nare exceptions, of course. &#8220;The poetic part caught in the mere mind&#8221; is an admirable explanation of the phenomenon of interruption. Fluent poets are those who either do not mind if they do not always write their very best or whose minds are sufficiently<br \/>\npoetic to make even their &#8220;not best&#8221; verse pass muster or make a reasonably good show. Sometimes you write things that are<br \/>\ngood enough, but not your best, but both your insistence and mine &#8213;for I think it essential for you to write your best always,<br \/>\nat least your &#8220;level best&#8221; &#8213;may have curbed the fluency a good deal. <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\nThe check and diminution forced on your prose was compensated by the much higher and maturer quality to which it<br \/>\nattained afterwards. It would be so, I suppose, with the poetry; a new level of consciousness once attained, there might well be<br \/>\na new fluency. So there is not much justification for the fear. <\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 25pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font size=\"2\">6 October 1936<br \/>\n\t<\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n*<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> You seem to suffer from a mania of self-depreciatory criticism.<br \/>\nMany artists and poets have that; as soon as they look at their work they find it awfully poor and bad. (I had that myself often<br \/>\nvaried with the opposite feeling, Arjava also has it); but to have it while writing is its most excruciating degree of intensity. Better<br \/>\nget rid of it if you want to write freely.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t<font size=\"2\">14 December 1936 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t<b>Correction by Second Inspiration <\/b><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> It is a second inspiration which has come in improving on the<br \/>\nfirst. When the improving is done by the mind and not by a pure inspiration, then the retouches spoil more often than they<br \/>\nperfect.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t<font size=\"2\">8 August 1936 <\/font> <\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\"> &nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 0pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n\t\t\t<font size=\"2\">Page-13<\/font><\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; Sri Aurobindo in Pondicherry Part One Poetry and Its Creation Section One The Sources of Poetry &nbsp; &nbsp; Poetic Creation &nbsp; &nbsp;Three Elements of&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[51],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2535","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-27-letters-on-poetry-and-art","wpcat-51-id"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2535","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2535"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2535\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2535"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2535"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2535"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}