“Your
remark about footworn stones made me want to dig out and quote that not very
original but heartwarming sentence of Hardy’s about a worn stone step meaning
more to him than scenery. What a miracle of feeling Hardy was—in a sense much
rarer than a genius of expression, a particular set of responses that can never
be repeated.”
I’d be
grateful if an attentive reader could identify this “heartwarming sentence” in
Hardy. Larkin strikes me as the sort of
man who never had illusions about being one of the popular kids. Without his poetic
gift he would have been another drudge, drinking too much, complaining,
reliably making himself and others unhappy, just another self-centered twit. As
it is, he’s an aphorist of common, threadbare unhappiness, the
anti-cheerleader. Some of what he says feels unprecedented in literature, at
least what I know of it. There’s no romantic impulse in his depressiveness.
More like resignation, a form of realism and maturity about sometimes being
immature. One thinks: “I felt that once. How did he know?” Here’s a vivid
image:
“I seem to
walk on a transparent surface and see beneath me all the bones and wrecks and
tentacles that will eventually claim me: in other words, old age, incapacity,
loneliness, death of others & myself...”
And this
sampler suggests how Larkin shares much with the rest of us, and how he is so
different:
“Originality is being different from oneself, not
others.”
“I am
always trying to `preserve’ things by getting other people to read what I have
written, and feel what I felt.”
“The poetic impulse is distinct from ideas
about things or feelings about things, though it may use these. It's more like
a desire to separate a piece of one's experience & set it up on its own, an
isolated object never to trouble you again, at least not for a bit. In the
absence of this impulse nothing stirs.”
“”…certainly
I don’t want to be bucked up with little talks on the Duty of Happiness. I was
just saying that most of my miseries don’t deserve the solicitude you show for them.
And my poem was really an attempt to capture my feeling one returning here: a
sense of amazement that what he wait for so long & therefore seems so long
in coming shouldn’t take a proportionally long time to pass—instead of zipping
away at the same speed as everything else.”
2 comments:
Johnson lists as possible causes of sadness - 'some sudden diminution of their fortune, an unexpected blast of their reputation, or the loss of children or of friends.'
These things, according to Johnson, might explain or even excuse melancholy. One would not insist on the "Duty of Happiness' but feel, rather, that happiness is the natural condition of man if unassailed by the occurrences listed by Johnson. Human life is, generally a joyous thing to be enjoyed and celebrated. Larkin's humour (in the old sense of prevailing mood) is, therefore something to be wondered at rathe than reproved.
Thanks to a clue provided by James Booth in reply to an inquiry made on my behalf by Tony Fincham, Hon. Chairman of The Thomas Hardy Society, and passed on to me by Mr Fincham, I was able to track down what I think Philip Larkin refers to as a "heartwarming sentence," which can be found several places on the web, for example:
'"An object or mark raised or made by man on a scene is worth ten times any such formed by unconscious Nature. Hence clouds, mists, and mountains are unimportant beside the wear on a threshold, or the print of a hand”(Life and Work 120).’ [i.e., The Life and Work of Thomas Hardy, ed. Michael Millgate (London: Macmillan, 1984)]
https://ohiostatepress.org/Books/Book%20PDFs/Keen%20Thomas.pdf
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