How full of Truth your posts always are, stlukesguild!![]()
It's kind of interesting, though, that, in this case, James seems to have been a bit ahead of himself. That was written when he was relatively young, certainly before any of his own "important" works were written (well before Portrait, even). Yet, later in life, he seemed to take up something of an admiration for Whitman. Here's a passage from Sheldon Novick's recently completed bio, discussing reading and literary discussion at Edith Wharton's house:
I'm not sure, but I'm assuming the details (and closing quote) of this passage come from Wharton's A Backward Glance.Someone spoke of Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass was fetched, and James read while the others sat rapt.
When he read Whitman, James seemed to be speaking directly from his innermost self. His stammer vanished, and he read with unaffected emotion, chanting to emphasize the rhythms of the songs. When he came to the elegy for Lincoln, his voice deepened with emotion, and at the passage that begins "Come lovely and soothing death," his voice "filled the hushed room like an organ adagio."



) One can imagine James turning up his nose at this crass and unsophisticated country bumpkin who would be poetic visionary. Of course H.G. Wells is no less favorable in his opinion of James... and his critical opinion is direct and to the point... unlike James own criticism of Whitman, referring to his prose as something akin to a "hippopotamus laboriously attempting to pick up a pea that has got into a corner of its cage."
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I have learned spanish well enough to read Neruda and others in the original though I am by no means even slightly fluent with it.... And it so immensely beautiful in the original...



