"I think that his [the poet's] function is to make his imagination theirs and that he fulfills himself only as he sees his imagination become the light in the minds of others."
— Stevens, Wallace (1879-1955)
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1941, 1942
Metaphor
"I think that his [the poet's] function is to make his imagination theirs and that he fulfills himself only as he sees his imagination become the light in the minds of others."
Metaphor in Context
[...] The truth is that the social obligation so closely urged is a phase of the pressure of reality which a poet (in the absence of dramatic poets) is bound to resist or evade today. Dante in Purgatory and Paradise was still the voice of the Middle Ages but not through fulfilling any social obligation. Since that role is most frequently urged, if that role is eliminated, and if a possible poet is left facing life without any categorical exactions upon him, what then? What is his function? Certainly it is not to lead people out of the confusion in which they find themselves. Nor is it, I think, to comfort them while they follow their readers to and fro. I think that his function is to make his imagination theirs and that he fulfills himself only as he sees his imagination become the light in the minds of others. His role, in short, is to help people live their lives. Time and time again it has been said that he may not address himself to an élite. I think he may. There is not a poet we prize living today that does not address himself to an élite. The poet will continue to do this: to address himself to an élite even in a classless society, unless, perhaps, this exposes him to imprisonment or exile. In that event he is likely not to address himself to anyone at all. He may, like Shostakovich, content himself with pretence. He will, nevertheless, still be addressing himself to an élite, for all poets address themselves to someone and it is of the essence of that instinct, and it seems to amount to an instinct, that it should be to an élite, not to a drab but to a woman with the hair of a pythoness, not to a chamber of commerce but to a gallery of one's own, if there are enough of one's own to fill a gallery. [...]
(pp. 28-9)
(pp. 28-9)
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Citation
Wallace Stevens, "The Noble Rider and the Sound of Words" in The Necessary Angel: Essays on Reality and Imagination (New York: Vintage, 1951), 3-36.
See also The Language of Poetry, Ed. Allen Tate (Princeton: Princeton UP, 1942).
See also The Language of Poetry, Ed. Allen Tate (Princeton: Princeton UP, 1942).
Date of Entry
12/06/2011