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\nSECTION SEVEN <\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n
\nAPPRECIATION OF POETRY AND ART <\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n
\nAppreciation of Poetic Value<\/i>
\n<\/a> <\/font><\/p>\n

<\/b><\/p>\n

\nI<\/font> DO<\/b> not know why your correspondent puts so much value on general understanding and acceptance. Really it is only the few that can be trusted to discern the true value of things in poetry and art and if the "general" run accept, it is usually because acceptance is sooner or later imposed or induced in their minds by the authority of the few
\nand afterwards by the verdict of Time. There are exceptions, of course, of a wide spontaneous acceptance because something that is really good happens to suit a taste or a demand in the general mind of the moment. Poetic and artistic value does not necessarily command mass understanding and acceptance. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n
\nSubjective Element in Criticism of Poetry and Art<\/i>
\n<\/a> <\/font>
\n<\/b><\/p>\n

\nALL criticism of poetry is bound to have a strong subjective element and that is the source of the <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 263<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nviolent differences in the appreciation of any given
\nauthor by equally "eminent" critics. All is relative here, Art and Beauty also,
\nand our view of things and our appreciation of them depends on the consciousness which views and appreciates. Some critics
\nrecognise this and go in frankly for a purely subjective criticism\u2014"this is why I like this and disapprove
\nof that, I give my own values." Most, however, want to fit their personal likes and dislikes to some
\nstandard of criticism which they conceive to be objective; this need of objectivity, of the support of
\nsome impersonal truth independent of our
\npersonality, is the main source of theories, canons, standards of art. But the theories, canons, standards
\nthemselves vary and are set up in one age only to be broken in another. Is there then no beauty of
\nart independent of our varying mentalities? Is beauty a creation of our minds, a construction of our ideas
\nand our senses, but not existent otherwise? In that case Beauty is non-existent in Nature, it is put upon
\nNature by our minds through adhyaropa.<\/i> But this contradicts the fact that it is in response to an
\nobject and not independently of it that the idea of beautiful or not beautiful originally rises within
\nus. Beauty does exist in what we see, but there are two aspects of it, essential beauty and the form it
\ntakes. "Eternal beauty wandering on her way" <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 264<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n

<\/p>\n

does that wandering by a multitudinous variation of forms appealing to a multitudinous variation of consciousness. There comes in the difficulty. Each individual consciousness tries to seize the eternal beauty expressed in a form (here a particular poem or work of art), but is either assisted by the form or repelled by it, wholly attracted or wholly repelled, or partially attracted and partially repelled. There may be errors in the poet’s or artist’s transcription of beauty which mar the reception, but even these have different effects on different people. But the more radical divergences arise from the variation in the constitution of the mind and its difference of response. Moreover, there are minds, the majority indeed, who do not respond to "artistic" beauty at all\u2014something inartistic appeals much more to what sense of beauty they have\u2014or else they are not seeking beauty, but only vital pleasure. <\/p>\n

<\/font><\/p>\n

\nA critic cannot escape altogether from these limitations. He can try to make himself catholic and objective and find the merit or special character of all he reads or sees in poetry and art, even when they do not evoke his strongest sympathy or deepest response. I have little temperamental sympathy for much of the work of Pope and Dryden, but I can see their extraordinary perfection or force <\/b>in <\/b>their own field, the masterly conciseness, energy, <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 265<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n point, metallic precision into which they cut their
\nthought or their verse, and I can see too how that can with a little infusion of another quality be the
\nbasis of a really great poetic style, as Dryden himself has shown in his best work. But there my
\nappreciation stops; I cannot rise to the heights of admiration of those who put them on a level with or on a higher
\nlevel than Wordsworth, Keats or Shelley\u2014I
\ncan not escape from the feeling that their work, even though more consistently perfect within their limits
\nand in their own manner (at least Pope’s), was less great in poetic quality. These divergences rise from
\na conception of beauty and a feeling for beauty which belongs to the temperament. So too Housman’s exaltation of Blake results directly from his feeling and peculiar conception of poetic beauty as
\nan appeal to an inner sensation, an appeal marred and a beauty deflowered by bringing in a sharp
\ncoating or content of intellectual thought. But that
\nI shall not discuss now. All this, however, does not mean that criticism is without any true use. The
\ncritic can help to open the mind to the kinds of beauty he himself sees and not only to discover but
\nto appreciate at their full value certain elements that make them beautiful or give them what is most characteristic or unique in their peculiar beauty. Housman, for instance, may help many minds to see <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 266<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nin Blake something which they did not see before. They may not agree with him in his comparison of Blake and Shakespeare, but they can follow him to a certain extent and seize better that element in poetic beauty which he overstresses but makes at the same time more vividly visible. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n
\nExperience of Beauty<\/i>
\n<\/a> <\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

\nALL things are creations of the Universal Consciousness, Beauty also. The "experience" of the individual is his response or his awakening to the beauty which the Universal Consciousness has placed in. things; that beauty is not created by the individual consciousness. The philosophy of these lines is not at all clear. It says that the experience of beauty is a living truth added to beauty, a truth of which beauty is unaware. But if beauty is only the experience itself, then the experience constitutes beauty,. it does not add anything to beauty; for such addition would only be possible if beauty already existed in itself apart from the experience. What is meant by saying that beauty is unaware of the experience which creates it? The passage makes sense only if we suppose it to mean that beauty is a reality <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 267<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nalready existing apart from the experience but
\nunconscious of itself, and the consciousness of experience is therefore a living truth added to the
\nunconscious reality, something which brings into it consciousness and life. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n

 <\/p>\n

\n

<\/p>\n

6-1-1937<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

<\/font>Contemporary Judgment of Poetry<\/i>
\n<\/a> <\/font>
\n<\/b><\/p>\n

\nIf you send your poems to five different poets, you likely to get five absolutely disparate and
\ndiscordant estimates of them. A poet likes only the poetry that appeals to his own temperament or
\ntaste, the rest he condemns or ignores. (My own case is different, because I am not primarily a poet
\nand have made in criticism a practice of appreciating
\neverything that can be appreciated, as a catholic critic would.) Contemporary poetry, besides,
\nseldom gets its right judgment from contemporary
\ncritics. .. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nNothing can be more futile than for a poet to write in expectation of contemporary fame or
\npraise, however agreeable that may be, if it comes; but it is not of much value, for very poor poets have <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 268<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nenjoyed a great contemporary fame and very
\ngreat poets have been neglected in their time. A poet has to go on his way, trying to gather hints from what people say for or against when their criticisms, are things he can profit by, but not otherwise moved (if he can manage it)\u2014seeking mainly to sharpen his own sense of self-criticism by the help of others. Difference of estimate need not surprise him at all. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n
\n
\nAbiding Intuition of Poetic and Artistic
\n<\/a> <\/i> <\/font>
\n<\/b><\/p>\n

\nGreatness<\/i> <\/font><\/p>\n

<\/b><\/p>\n

\nYES, of course there is an intuition of greatness by which the great poet or artist is distinguished from those who are less great and these again from the not-great-at-all. But you are asking too much when. you expect this intuition to work with a mechanical instantaneousness and universality so that all shall have the same opinion and give the same values. The greatness of Shakespeare, of Dante, of others. of the same rank is unquestioned and unquestionable and the recognition of it has always been there in their own time and afterwards. Virgil and Horace stood out in their own day in the first rank
\namong the poets and that verdict has never been reversed. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 269<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nsince. The area of a poet’s fame may vary; it may
\nhave been seen first by a few, then by many, then by all. At first there may be adverse critics and
\nassailants, but these negative voices die away. Questionings may rise from time to time\u2014e.g. as
\nto whether Lucretius was not a greater poet than Virgil\u2014but these are usually from individuals and
\nthe general verdict abides always. Even lesser poets retain their rank in spite of fluctuations of their
\nfame. You speak of the discrediting of some and the
\nrehabilitation of the discredited. That happened to Pope and Dryden. Keats and his contemporaries
\nbroke their canons and
\ntrampled over their corpses each romantic freedom; now there is a rehabilitation. But all this is something of an illusion\u2014for mark that even at the worst Pope and Dryden
\nretained a place among the great names of English literature. No controversy, no depreciation could
\ntake that away from them. This proves my contention that there is an abiding intuition of poetic
\nand artistic greatness.<\/font><\/p>\n

\n The attempts at comparison of poets like Blake
\nand Shakespeare or Dante and Shakespeare by critics like Housman and Eliot? It seems to me
\nthat these are irrelevant and otiose. Both Dante and Shakespeare stand at the summit of poetic fame, but
\neach with so different a way
\nof genius that comparison<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 270<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n is unprofitable. Shakespeare has powers that Dante cannot rival; Dante has heights which Shakespeare could not reach; but in essence they stand as mighty equals. As for Blake and Shakespeare, that opinion is more a personal fantasy than anything else. Purity and greatness are not the same thing; Blake’s may be pure poetry in Housman’s sense and Shakespeare’s not except in a few passages; but nobody can contend that Blake’s genius had the width and volume and richness of Shakespeare’s. It can be said that Blake as a mystic poet achieved things beyond Shakespeare’s measure\u2014for Shakespeare had not the mystic’s vision; but as a poet of the play of life Shakespeare is everywhere and Blake nowhere. These are tricks of language and idiosyncrasies of preference. One has to put each thing in its place without confusing issues and then one can see that Housman’s praise of Blake may be justified but any exaltation of him by comparison with Shakespeare is not in accordance with the abiding intuition of these things which remains undisturbed by any individual verdict. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe errors of great poets in judging their contemporaries
\nare personal freaks\u2014they are failures in intuition due to the mind’s temporary
\nmovements getting in the way of the intuition. The <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 271<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nerrors of Goethe and Bankim were only an
\nover-estimation of a genius or a talent that was new and therefore attractive at the time. Richardson’s
\npamela<\/i> was after all the beginning of modern fiction. As I have said, the general intuition does
\nnot work at once and with a mechanical accuracy. Over-estimation of a contemporary is frequent, under-estimation also. But, taken on the whole, the real
\npoet commands at first or fairly soon the verdict of the few whose eyes are open\u2014and often the attacks
\nof those whose eyes are shut\u2014and the few grow in numbers till the general
\nintuition affirms their verdict. There may be exceptions, for there is hardly a
\nrule without exceptions, but this is, I think, generally true. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nAs for the verdict of Englishmen upon a French poet or vice versa,<\/i> that is due to a difficulty
\nin entering into the finer spirit and subtleties of a foreign language. It is difficult for a Frenchman to get a proper
\nappreciation of Keats or Shelley or for an Englishman to judge Racine, for this reason. But a Frenchman
\nlike Maurois who knows English as an Englishman
\nknows it, can get the full estimation of a poet like Shelley well enough. These variation’s must <\/b>
\nbe <\/b>
\nallowed for; the human mind is not a perfect instrument, its best intuitions are veiled by irrelevant
\nmental formations; but <\/b> in these matters the truth <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 272<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nasserts itself and stands fairly firm and clear <\/b>in <\/b>essence through all changes of mental weather. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n6.10.1934<\/font><\/p>\n

\n
\nFinal Verdict on Creative Work<\/i>
\n<\/a> <\/font>
\n<\/b><\/p>\n

\n..<\/font><\/i>…<\/i> AT any rate this is the only thing one can do, especially when one is attempting a new creation,\u2014to
\ngo on with the work with such light and power as is given to you and leave the value of the work to be determined by the future. Contemporary judgments we know to be unreliable; there are only two judges whose joint verdict cannot easily be disputed, the World and Time. The Roman proverb says, securus judicat orbis terrarum;<\/i> but the world’s verdict is secure only when it is confirmed by Time. For it is not the opinion of the general mass of men that finally decides, the decision is really imposed by the judgment of a minority and elite which is finally accepted and settles down as the verdict of posterity; in Tagore’s phrase it is the universal man, Viswa Manava, or<\/i> rather something universal using the general mind of man, we might say the Cosmic Self in the race, that fixes the value of its own works. In regard to the great names in literature this final <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 273<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nverdict seems to have in it something of the absolute,\u2013so
\nfar as anything can be that in a temporal world
\nof relativities in which the Absolute reserves itself :n behind the veil of human ignorance. It is
\nno use for some to contend that Virgil is a tame
\nand elegant writer of a wearisome work in verse on agriculture and a tedious pseudo-epic written
\nto imperial order and Lucretius the only really great poet in Latin literature or to depreciate Milton for
\nhis Latin English and inflated style and the largely uninteresting character of his two epics; the world
\neither refuses to listen or there is a temporary effect, a brief fashion in literary criticism, but finally
\nthe world returns to its established verdict. Lesser reputations may fluctuate, but finally whatever has
\nreal <\/i> value in its own kind settles itself and finds its just place in the. durable judgment of the world.
\nWork which was neglected and left aside like Blake’s or at first admired with reservation and eclipsed like
\nDonne’s is singled out by a sudden glance of Time and its greatness recognised; or what seemed buried
\nslowly emerges or re-emerges; all finally settles into its place. What was held as sovereign in its own time
\nis rudely dethroned but afterwards recovers not its sovereign throne but its due position in the world’s
\nesteem; Pope is an example and Byron, who at once burst into a supreme glory and was the one English <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 274<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\npoet after Shakespeare, admired all over Europe but is now depreciated, may also recover his proper place. Encouraged by such examples, let us hope that these violently adverse judgments may not be final and absolute and decide that the waste paper basket is not the proper place for Savitri.<\/i> There may still be a place for a poetry which seeks to enlarge the field of poetic creation and find for the inner spiritual life of man and his now occult or mystical knowledge and experience of the whole hidden range of his and the world’s being, not a corner and a limited expression such as it had in the past, but a wide space and as manifold and integral an expression of the boundless and innumerable riches that lie hidden and unexplored as if kept apart under the direct gaze of the Infinite, as has been found in the past for man’s surface and finite view and experience of himself and the material world in which he has lived striving to know himself and it as best as he can with a limited mind and senses. The door that has been shut to all but a few may open; the kingdom of the Spirit may be established not only in a man’s inner being but in his life and his works. Poetry also may have its share in that revolution and become part of the spiritual empire. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n4-5-1947 <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n

\n
\nComparison of the Arts<\/i>
\n<\/a> <\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

\nI Do not know what to say on the subject you propose
\nto me\u2014the superiority of music to poetry\u2014for my
\nappreciation of music is bodiless and inexpressible, while about poetry I can write at ease with an expert
\nknowledge. But is it necessary to fix a scale of greatness between two fine arts when each has its own
\ngreatness and can touch in its own way the extremes aesthetic Ananda? Music, no
\ndoubt, goes nearest the infinite and to the essence of things because it relies wholly on the ethereal vehicle, Shabda,<\/i> (architecture
\nby the by can do something of the same kind the other extreme even in its
\nimprisonment in mass); but painting and sculpture have their revenge by liberating visible form into ecstasy, while
\npoetry though it cannot do with sound what music does, yet can make a many-stringed harmony, a
\nsound revelation winging the creation by the word and setting afloat vivid suggestions of form and
\ncolour,\u2014that gives it in a very subtle kind the power all the arts. Who shall decide between
\nsuch claims or be a judge between these godheads? <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n

\n
\nPoetry and Novel<\/i>
\n<\/a> <\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nNo need <\/i>to put poetry against novel and make a case between them. Both can be given admission to the spiritual Parnassus\u2014but not all poetry and all novels. All depends on the consciousness from which the thing is done. If it is done from the psychic or the spiritual consciousness and bears the stamp of its source, that is sufficient. Of course there are certain things that cannot be done from
\nthere, but neither poetry nor fiction is in that case. They can be lifted to a higher level and made the expression of the psychic or spiritual mind and vision." When that is said, all is said. I hope my brevity has been of the right kind\u2014and not left the question mystically obscure. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n9-6-1936 <\/font><\/p>\n

\n
\n
\nMusical Excellence and General Culture<\/i>
\n<\/a> <\/font><\/p>\n

<\/b><\/p>\n

\nI HAVE not seen the remarks in question. I don’t suppose all-round general culture has much to do with excelling in music. Music is a gift independent of any such thing and it can hardly be said that, <\/font><\/p>\n

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\n

\ngiven a musical gift in two people, the one with an
\nall-round culture would go farther than the other in musical excellence. That would not be true in
\nany of the arts. But something else was meant, perhaps,\u2014that there is a certain turn or element in the
\nexcellence which an all-round culture makes possible? It is only in that sense that it could be true.
\nShakespeare’s poetry, for instance, is that of a man with a vivid and many-sided response to life; it
\ngives the impression of a multifarious knowledge of things but it was a knowledge picked up from life
\nas he went: Milton’s gets a certain colour from his studies and learning; in neither case is the genius the excellence of the poetry due to culture, but
\nthere is a certain turn or colouring in Milton which
\nwould have not been there otherwise and which is not there in Shakespeare. It does
\nnot give any superiority in poetic excellence to one over the other. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n12-11-1936 <\/font><\/p>\n

\n
\nComment on Crocks Theory of Aesthetics<\/i>
\n<\/a> <\/font>
\n<\/b><\/p>\n

\nI HAVE not read Croce but it seems to me that Durant
\nmust have taken something of their depth out of them <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 278<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nin his presentation. At any rate, I cannot accept the proposition that there are only two forms <\/b>of <\/b>knowledge, imaginative and intellectual,\u2014still
\nless if these two are made to coincide with the division between knowledge of the individual and that of the universal and again with image-production and concepts. Art can be conceptual as well as
\nimaginative-s native\u2014it may embody ideas and not merely produce images. I do not see the relevancy of the Da
\nVinci story*\u2014one can sit motionless to summon up
\nconcepts as well as images or a concept and image together. Moreover, what is this intuition which is perfect sight and adequate imagination, that is production of an image,\u2014is it empty of all "idea", <\/b>of all conception? Evidently not,\u2014for immediately it is said that the miracle of art lies in the conception of an idea. What then becomes of the division between the production of images and the production of concepts; and how can it be said that Art is ruled only by the image-producing power and images are its only wealth? All this seems to be very
\ncontradictory and confusing. You cannot cut up the human mind in that way\u2014the attempt is that of the <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n* It is said that when Leonardo Da Vinci was painting the "Last Supper", he sorely displeased the Abbot who had ordered the work by sitting motionless for days before an untouched canvas. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 279<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nanalysing intellect which is always putting things
\nas trenchantly divided and opposite. If it had been said that in Art the synthetic action of the idea
\nis more prominent than the analytic idea which we find most prominent in logic and science and
\nphilosophical reasoning, then one could understand the statement. The integrating or direct integral
\nconception and the image-making faculty are the two leading powers of Art with intuition as the driving
\nforce behind it\u2014that too would be a statement that
\nis intelligible. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nStill more strange is the statement that the
\nexternalisation is outside the miracle of art and is not needed; beauty, he says, is adequate expression,
\nbut how can there be expression, an expressive image without externalisation? The inner image may be
\nthe thing to be expressed, it may itself be expressive
\nof some truth but unless it is externalised how can the spectator contemplating beauty contemplate
\nit at all or get into unity of vision with the artist
\nwho creates it? The difference between Shakespeare and ourselves lies only in the power of inwardly
\nforming an image, not in the power of externalising it? But there are many people who have the power
\nof a rich inner imaging of things, but are quite unable to put them down on paper or utter them
\nin speech or transfer them to canvas or into clay or <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 280<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nbronze or stone. They are then as great creative artists as Shakespeare or Michael Angelo? I should have thought that Shakespeare’s power of the word and Michael Angelo’s of translating his image into visible form is at least an indispensable part of the art of expression, creation or image-making. I cannot conceive of a Shakespeare or Michael Angelo without that power\u2014the one would be a mute inglorious Shakespeare and the other a rather helpless and ineffective Angelo. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n19-12-1936 <\/font><\/p>\n

\nP.S. This is of course a comment on the statement as presented\u2014I would have to read Croce myself in order to form a conception of what is behind his philosophy of Aesthetics. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 281<\/font><\/p>\n

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