{"id":56,"date":"2013-07-13T01:25:36","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:25:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=56"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:25:36","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:25:36","slug":"21-the-genius-of-valmiki-vol-03-the-harmony-of-virtue-volume-03","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/01-works-of-sri-aurobindo\/01-sabcl\/03-the-harmony-of-virtue-volume-03\/21-the-genius-of-valmiki-vol-03-the-harmony-of-virtue-volume-03","title":{"rendered":"-21_The Genius of Valmiki.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"6\" style=\"border-collapse: collapse\" width=\"100%\">\n<tr>\n<td>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<b><font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"4\">S<span style=\"font-variant: small-caps\">ECTION<br \/>\n<\/span>F<span style=\"font-variant: small-caps\">OUR<\/span><\/font><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<b><font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"4\">VALMIKI AND VYASA<\/font><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"left\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<b><font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"4\">The Genius of Valmiki<\/font><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"left\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 98pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<b><font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"4\">O<\/font><\/b><font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"2\"><b>UT<br \/>\n<\/b><\/font><br \/>\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"3\">of the infinite silence of the past,<br \/>\npeopled only to the eye of history or the ear of the Yogin, a few<br \/>\nvoices arise which speak for it, express it and are the very utterance<br \/>\nand soul of those unknown generations, of that vanished and now<br \/>\nsilent humanity. These are the voices of the poets. We whose<br \/>\nsouls are drying up in this hard and parched age of utilitarian<br \/>\nand scientific thought when men value little beyond what gives<br \/>\nthem exact and useful knowledge or leads them to some outward<br \/>\nincrease of power and pleasure, we who are beginning to neglect<br \/>\nand ignore poetry and can no longer write it greatly and well,<br \/>\n\u2014 just as we have forgotten how to sculpture like the Greeks,<br \/>\npaint like the mediaeval Italians or build like the Buddhists \u2014<br \/>\nare apt to forget this grand utility of the poets, one noble faculty<br \/>\namong their many divine and unusual powers. The Kavi or<br \/>\nVates, poet and seer, is not the <i>man&#299;s&#61474;&#299;<\/i>; he is not the logical<br \/>\nthinker, scientific analyser or metaphysical reasoner; his knowledge is one not with his thought, but with his being; he has not<br \/>\narrived at it but has it in himself by virtue of his power to become<br \/>\none with all that is around him. By some form of spiritual, vital and emotional<br \/>\noneness he is what he sees; he is the hero thundering in the forefront of the battle, the mother weeping over her<br \/>\ndead, the tree trembling violently in the storm, the flower warmly<br \/>\npenetrated with the sunshine. And because he is these things,<br \/>\ntherefore he knows them; because he knows thus, spiritually<br \/>\nand not rationally, he can write of them. He feels their delight<br \/>\nand pain, he shares their virtue and sin, he enjoys their reward<br \/>\nor bears their punishment. It is for this reason that poetry<br \/>\nwritten out of the intellect is so inferior to poetry written out of<br \/>\nthe soul, is, \u2014 even as poetical thinking, \u2014 so inferior to the<br \/>\nthought that comes formed by inscrutable means out of the soul.<br \/>\nFor this reason, too, poets of otherwise great faculty have failed<br \/>\nto give us living men and women or really to show to our inner<br \/>\nvision even the things of which they write eloquently or sweetly<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" 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<font size=\"2\">Page <\/font><br \/>\n<font size=\"2\" face=\"Times New Roman\">\u2013 137<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"3\">because they are content to write about them after having seen<br \/>\nthem with the mind only, and have not been able or have not<br \/>\ntaken care first to be the things of which they would write and<br \/>\nthen not so much write about them as let them pour out in speech<br \/>\nthat is an image of the soul. They have been too easily attracted<br \/>\nby the materials of poetry, <i>artha<\/i> and <i>&#347;abda<\/i>; drawn by some<br \/>\npower and charm in the substance of speech, captivated by some<br \/>\nmelody, harmony or colour in the form of speech, arrested by<br \/>\nsome strong personal emotion which clutches at experience or<br \/>\ngropes for expression in these externals of poetry, they have forgotten to bathe in the Muses&#8217; deepest springs.<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 24pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"3\">Therefore among those ancient voices, even when the literature of the ages has been winnowed and chosen by Time, there<br \/>\nare very few who recreate for us in poetic speech deeply and<br \/>\nmightily the dead past, because they were that past, not so much<br \/>\nthemselves as the age and nation in which they lived and not so<br \/>\nmuch even the age and nation as that universal humanity which<br \/>\nin spite of all differences, under them and within them, even expressing its unity through them, is the same in every nation and<br \/>\nin every age. Others give us only fragments of thought or outbursts of feeling or reveal to us scattered incidents of sight, sound<br \/>\nand outward happening. These are complete, vast, multitudinous,<br \/>\ninfinite in a way, impersonal, many-personed in their very personality, not divine workmen merely but fine creators endowed<br \/>\nby God with something of His divine power and offering therefore in their works some image of His creative activity.<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"3\">(<i>Incomplete<\/i>)<\/font><font face=\"Times New Roman\"><br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"left\" 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<font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"2\">Page \u2013 138<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p align=\"center\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<b><font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"4\">2<\/font><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"left\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\" style=\"line-height: 150%;text-indent: 98pt;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<b><font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"4\">T<\/font><font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"2\">HE <\/font><\/p>\n<p><\/b><font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"3\">greatest poets are usually those who<br \/>\narise either out of a large, simple and puissant environment or<br \/>\nout of a movement of mind that is grandiose, forceful and elemental. When man becomes increasingly refined in intellect,<br \/>\ncurious in aesthetic sensibility or minute and exact in intellectual<br \/>\nreasoning, it becomes more and more difficult to write great<br \/>\nand powerful poetry. Ages of accomplished intellectuality and<br \/>\nscholarship or of strong scientific rationality are not favourable<br \/>\nto the birth of great poets or if they are born, not favourable to<br \/>\nthe free and untrammelled action of their gifts. They remain<br \/>\ngreat, but their greatness bends under a load: there is a lack of<br \/>\ntriumphant spontaneity and they do not draw as freely or directly<br \/>\nfrom the sources of human action and character. An untameable<br \/>\nelemental force is needed to overcome more than partially the<br \/>\ndenials of the environment. For poetry, even though it appeals<br \/>\nin passing to the intellect and aesthetic sense, does not proceed<br \/>\nfrom them but is in its nature an elemental power proceeding<br \/>\nfrom the secret and elemental Power within which sees directly<br \/>\nand creates sovereignly, and it passes at once to our vital and elemental parts. Intellect and the aesthetic faculties are necessary<br \/>\nto the perfection of our critical enjoyment; but they are only<br \/>\nassistants, not the agents of this divine birth.<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"line-height: 150%;margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">\n<font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"3\">(<i>Incomplete<\/i>)<\/font><font face=\"Times New Roman\"><br \/>\n<\/font><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\" 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<font face=\"Times New Roman\" size=\"2\">Page \u2013 139<\/font><\/p>\n<p><span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>SECTION FOUR VALMIKI AND VYASA &nbsp; &nbsp; The Genius of Valmiki &nbsp; OUT of the infinite silence of the past, peopled only to the eye&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-56","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-03-the-harmony-of-virtue-volume-03","wpcat-4-id"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56","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=56"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=56"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=56"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=56"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}