I have criticized Geoffrey Hill and other Modernist poets for being willfully ignorant of what philosophy understands as meaning, {1} and now may be the time to look at the issue again. The Geoffrey Hill page provides a whistle-stop tour of meaning, and that material I shall rework, and in places expand, for this comparison of modern poetry with philosophy.
Definitions are fraught with trouble, but we could start with something simple: poetry is language used for aesthetic purpose while philosophy aims at generality, at making statements that are true in all possible worlds. (Complicating this distinction is contemporary poetry's attempt to make its own private language by exploiting and sometimes hijacking certain aspects of philosophy into aims that are often entirely contrary to the philosopher's intentions, so that we find parallels between the two disciplines, but also areas of extreme divergence. {2} Both I look at later in the article.) The first phase, from approximately 1920 to 1960, was a drive towards clarity, towards the supposed simplicity of the 'scientific approach'.
One attempt to say something
philosophically
interesting and non-circular about meaning was
made by the Logical Positivists. Either, they said, sentences are
statements of
fact, when they can be verified. Or they are analytical, resting in the
meaning
of words and the structures that contain them. All other sentences —
i.e.
metaphysical, aesthetic and ethical statements — are only appeals to
emotion,
and therefore devoid of intellectual content. {3} Logical Positivists
supposed
that language had simple structures and that the facts they held were
largely
independent of that language. They supposed that matters which inspired
the
greatest reverence in individuals and which united communities could be
dismissed as meaningless. And they supposed that verification, for
which
mathematics and science were the admired paradigms, amounted to no more
than
reference to straightforward, immediately- given sense data. {4} None
of
these
is true, and the approach was not pursued much after the 1960s.
Broadly parallel to the Logical Positivists were
the Imagists in poetry and 'The New Criticism'
in literary studies.
Imagists
The
Imagists stressed clarity, exactness and concreteness of detail. Their
aims were, firstly, that content should be presented directly, through
specific images where possible, and, secondly, that every word
should be functional, with nothing included that was not essential
to the effect intended. In this way, they thought, poems could dispense
with classical rhetoric, emotion being generated much more
directly through what Eliot called an objective
correlate: ‘The only
way of
expressing emotion in the form of art is by finding an "objective
correlative";
in other words, a set of objects, a situation, a chain of events which
shall be
the formula of that particular emotion; such that when the external
facts,
which must terminate in sensory experience, are given, the emotion is
immediately evoked.’ {5} By
being shorn of context or supporting argument, images could appear with
fresh
interest and power.
Thoughts could be treated as images, moreover, i.e. as non-discursive
elements that added
emotional colouring without issues of truth or relevance intruding too
much.
But, of course, there were
difficulties. It is
doubtful, first of all, whether specific emotion can be generated in
the way
Eliot envisaged. Emotive expression is a complex matter, as every
novelist or
playwright soon discovers. There was also the problem of isolated
images. Human beings look for sense wherever
possible, and will generally supply any connecting links that the poet
has
removed, correctly or incorrectly. Poems are not self-sufficient
artifacts,
moreover, but belong to a community of codes, assumptions and
expectations,
which we must learn when reading literature of the past. Context is
important.
The New
Criticism
The
so-called 'New Criticism' became the dominant activity of university
literature departments on both sides of the Atlantic. The approach was
unhistorical, dismissed authors' intentions and biographical matters as
unknowable and/or irrelevant, and brought an armoury of sharp
analytical tools to bear on what the poem was saying to contemporary
readers.
If its presiding genius
(though hardly devotee: he practised very little close reading himself)
was T.S. Eliot, the founding fathers were I.A. Richards {6} and William
Empson. {7} Richards had no time for the Edwardian prose-poetry in
which contemporary literary criticism was couched, and argued for
analysis in the cool, strictly-defined and well-supported language of
the sciences. Empson looked into the complexity of literary language,
and suggested that poems were often successful by deploying meanings at
different levels. A snippet from Empson's first book gives the flavour
of close reading: {8}
[An ambiguity] connects two
words which are mutually exclusive unless applied in different ways.
For example, Othello speaks of
the flinty and Steele Cooch of Warre. (i. iii. 231).
A soldier’s couch is flinty in that he lies on pebbles, steel in that
his weapons are beside him. This satisfies the suggestion that the
adjectives apply in different ways, which is conveyed by their
different forms and by the fact that one of them has a capital ; both
suggest the hardness both of external circumstance and of the inner man
that confronts it (so that the first ‘ both ’ mirrors the second); and,
taking them together as a unit, they are the flint and steel with which
you fire your gun. I hope the reader will agree with me that the word
‘and’ here is standing for three different ways of fitting words into a
structure.'
Behind lines and phrases
lurked many ambiguities and
paradoxes, which held the poem together in creative tensions. {9}
Further
developed by K. Burke, J.C. Ranson, R.P. Warren and Cleanth Brooks,
{10}
the approach looked for three characteristics from poetry. First was
self-sufficiency: the poem should stand on its own feet, and be
independent of biography,
historical content or effect on the reader, which were called the
intentional, historical and affective fallacies. Second was unity: the
poem should be a coherent whole: a very traditional view. Third was
complexity: which was sometimes, though not always, held to be the
central element of poetry. Since poetry often asserted things that were
not true, or entirely true, poetry did not have meaning as such, but
provided the emotional equivalent of thought. {11}
Aesthetics
The 'emotional equivalent of
thought' may well have sufficed for literary criticism, but did not
serve for philosophy. Aesthetics, the philosophy of art, asks such
questions as: How is art or beauty defined exactly? Who gets to decide?
Is art representation, an expression of emotion, or an evocation of
emotion? Is that from the spectators' or its creator's
standpoint? And so on: aesthetics is a vast, fascinating but
difficult field of study, {12} one generally disregarded by literary
criticism, which, in dwelling on the specifics, can overlook the larger
picture. One general requirement of art, for example, is beauty, which
is not prominent in contemporary poetry.
Symbolic Logic
But there are other approaches
to the less-than-truthful statements of poetry. One is the
prepositional logic developed to handle such quandaries as 'the present
king of France', a fiction that we can refer to notwithstanding.
Sentential logic is built with propositions (simple assertions) {13}
that employ logical constants like not and or, and and and if - then.
Such logics cannot deal with expressions like ‘he believed her’ (which
appeal to the common understanding of the human heart) but are very
powerful in their own field. Once connectives are used (&, ~,
&Exist, &Sup, InvertedA, and, not, some, supposing, all) very
complex sentences can be built up where the truth value of the whole
sentence is dependent only on the truth values of its components. We
arrive not only at secure judgements, but see clearly how the
individual propositions systematically play their part in the overall
truth or falsity of the sentence. 'The King
of France is bald’ can be re-expressed as
a conjunction of three propositions: 1. there is a King of France, 2.
there is not more than one King of France, and 3. everything that is a
King of France is bald. Put another way, this becomes: there is an x,
such that x is a King of France, x is bald, and for every y, y is a
King of France only if y is identical with x. In symbols: (? x) (K(x)
& b(x) &(y)(K(y) ? (y =x))). {14}.
There are many advantages in this approach:
clarity, certainty,
universality. Once expressions are reduced to propositions with truth
values, it becomes harder to dally with relativism. Truth and falsity
are universals, and apply across the different worlds of individuals,
cultures and times.
But matters are a good deal less clear-cut when metalanguages and different logics are involved. {15} And, even without such complications, there is Quine's objection that translation is underdetermined, that we inevitably make assumptions in translating from one language to another which must undermine any claim that truth is universal. {16} There is Hacking's objection that style of reasoning is important, there being no one true, fundamental language in which reasoning should be conducted. {17} And there is the question whether such a logic properly represents meaning. Are all sentences assertions of fact, and do we always intend to be so logical? More damaging still is the observation that language is not the self-evident and unmetaphoric entity that propositional calculus assumes. Arguments are commonly not matters of fact but rhetoric. {18} And finally there are the facts themselves. Even in science, the most objective of disciplines, facts are not matters immediately given but arrived at through a communality of practice and assumption. {19}
Nonetheless, language is
severely
stripped down to logic, and therefore shorn of time and place. A
similar context-free environment prevails in some Postmodernist poetry:
Fidget
Walks. Left foot. Head raises. Walk.
Forward. Forward. Forward. Bend at knees. Forward. Right foot. Left
foot. Right foot. Stop. Left hand tucks at pubic area. Extracts
testicles and penis using thumb and forefinger. Left hand grasps penis.
Pelvis pushes on bladder, releasing urine. Stream emerges from within
buttocks. Stomach and buttocks push outward. Stream of urine increases.
Buttocks push. Sphincter tightens. Buttocks tighten. Thumb and
forefinger shake penis. Thumb pulls. Left hand reaches. Tip of
forefinger and index finger extend to grasp as body sways to left. Feet
pigeon-toed. Move to left. Hand raises to hairline and pushes hair. Arm
raises above head. Four fingers comb hair away from hairline toward
back of head. Eyes see face. Mouth moves. Small bits of saliva cling to
inside of lips. Swallow. Lips form words.
From Fidget, Chapter 2 by Kenneth Goldsmith (Toronto: Coach House
Press, 1999)
Literary critics can be over-clever with these simple pieces. 'Why
is this description of the most ordinary and trivial of human acts so
unsettling?' asks Marjorie Perloff. {20} Her response is to invoke
Swift ('the inherent hideousness of the human body by means of
gigantism') and defamiliarisations that recall such Wittgensteinian questions as "Why can't the right
hand give the left hand money?" ') But perhaps it's sufficient to note
that anything pressed
closely against us can be unsettling — peer at an insect through a
magnifying glass — and that any language can be readily defamiliarised by changing our expectations.
The human body is not inherently threatening, and Wittgenstein is not
celebrated for creating difficulties but for showing how to sort
them out.
Reference
Sometimes the culprit is the tangled chain of reference,
the spurious associations and the procedural sleights of hand that
demagogues employ. By the approach developed by Saul Kripke, naming is
introduced by dubbing (ostensively, i.e. by
pointing). People not present at the dubbing pick up the word, and
others use it. This theory of designating chains (d-chains as they are
called) has several advantages. The chains are independent of their
first use and of those who use them, and they allow name substitution.
Identity is speaker-based. We accept the linguistic and non- linguistic
contexts, but understand that the speakers' associations forge the link
between language and the world. And speakers can be precise, unclear,
ambiguous and/or plain wrong. D-chains can designate things meaningless
and false, as well as things meaningful and true. {21-22}
Rather than assert that poems were the
emotional equivalent of thought, with all the difficulties that
aesthetics will have with such a statement, it may be easier to
'section off' areas of the poem
that are demonstrably untrue, either in the manner of prepositional
logic, or with D-chains. Instead then of asking 'can we accept a
statement (e.g. Not marble, nor the
gilded monuments . . )', we can say
'given that . . ., then . . .'
Logical
Positivism had nonetheless done good work in clearing away the tangle
of
philosophic argument. Perhaps more could be done? The later
Wittgenstein argued that the purpose of
philosophy
was to clarify issues, to see through the bewitchment of language, to
demonstrate that many conundrums of meaning arose through words being
used
beyond their proper remit. {23} In short, rather than immerse ourselves
in
abstruse theory, we should study language as it is actually used, by
everyday
people in everyday situations. Philosophy should not be the final
arbiter on
use, but more the humble investigator. Much had to be given up, but the
gain is
the roles words are now seen to play: subtle, not to be pinned down or
rigidly
elaborated. Games, for example, do not possess one common feature, but
only a
plexus of overlapping similarities. Once we
appreciate the artefact of language in
each particular case, moreover, the conundrum becomes a senseless
proposition,
and we can then throw away the ladder we used to surmount the problem.
But in contemporary poetry we emphatically don’t
throw away the
ladder because the ladder is
the poem, something using language in a novel and thought-provoking
way. It is this sense that contemporary poetry campaigners often take
Wittgenstein's
work, {24-25} believing that we are all prisoners of
language, and that poetry which best illustrates its gaps and
uncertainties is the most authentic. 'The poet never fully says, as in
traditional poems, what the one and precise meaning of the poem is.
That is why the reader has to work with many ‘possible’ themes and
meanings in the same poem. The best one can expect is to try and find
logical support for the theme or themes that he "finds" in the poem.
So, in modernist poetry, the meaning of a poem is the "differing"
interpretation of different readers. There can be no single and fixed
meaning of any poem.' {26}
But if Wittgenstein's
insight was hijacked by literary theorists, the philosophical programme
itself
proved on
investigation to ramify into further difficulties, which only increased
with
greater depth of investigation. Gilbert Ryle and J.L. Austin were among many
creating what came to be
called linguistic philosophy. The clarification did not arrive, only a
gradual realization that the problems of philosophy, meaning included,
remained
on the far side of linguistic analysis. {27}
At
this point, simplifying what the readers will have to research for
themselves by reading the references below, we might say that
contemporary
poets can surely please themselves in writing lines that do not close
to any
specific meaning, but also note that there is no warrant from
linguistic
philosophy for the practice. As noted on the Wallace Stevens
page, {28} using language in unusual ways simply gives unusual results,
where the 'meanings' are only an artefact of that doubtful use.
Perhaps we should start from another
direction altogether and ask why human beings use speech. What are
their purposes and intentions? J.L. Austin's How to Do Things with
Words was the seminal work, and his approach was extended and
systematized by John Searle and others. Meaning is real and includes
both what the speaker intended and what he actually said — i.e. the
function of a sentence and its internal structure. Speech, moreover, is
rule-governed, and we should be able to spell out these rules. {29}
Paul Grice concerned himself with differences in intention between the
said and the meant, and in analysing conversational situations.
Implication was conveyed by general knowledge and shared interest. And
an action intended to induce belief would have to a. induce that
belief, b. be recognized as such by the hearers, and c. be performed
with every intention of being recognized as such. His cooperative
principle introduced maxims of quality (things are not said which are
known to be false or for which there is no evidence), quantity
(appropriately informative), relation (relevant), and manner (brief,
orderly, not obscure or ambiguous). {30} Intention-based semantic
theories are still popular and are actively pursued. But they have not
entirely succeeded in reducing meaning and psychology to actions and
utterances. If meaning is defined as acting so as to induce belief and
action in another, theories of meaning must be grounded in non-semantic
terms to avoid circularity. And there is some doubt whether this can be
done. Individuals act according to beliefs, and the communication of
these beliefs eventually and necessarily calls on public beliefs and
language. {31}
In a contradictory manner, something of intention-based semantics can
be found in early versions of Language Poetry, which played on
thwarting
expectations. Its aims are best grasped by what the movement opposed:
{32}
1. Narrative: no story or connecting tissue of viewpoint or argument:
poems often incorporate random thoughts, observations and sometimes
nonsense. {33}
2. Personal expression: not merely detached, the poems accept Barthe's
thesis that the author does not exist. {34}
3. Organization: poems are based on the line, not the stanza, and often
that line is discontinuous or fragmentary: the poems reject any guiding
sense of purpose. {35}
4. Control: poems take to extremes the open forms advocated by Williams
and the Black Mountain School.
5. Capitalist politics and/or bourgeoisie values. {36}
Synesthetes at the Writers House
The above would seem to make language poetry bafflingly difficult, but
in
generally it's playful, and indeed charming, as Bernadette Mayer's
piece demonstrates: {37}
I'm pleased to announce
that staying at the Writers House
is like living under a multi-colored apple tree
in winter; syneshetes would tremble with pleasure
tempera paint and chalk make a formidable coat
of many colors, in summer pink and white blossoms fall on your head
to the south here, a forest
to the east, only snow and a garden
to the north a road and forest
to the west forest, a blue halloween-observing house
The Debtor in the Convex Mirror
Later poems in this style grew much more ambitious. The Debtor in the Convex Mirror by
Susan Wheeler {38} is a major poem by a well-known poet: nearly 300
lines laid out in long lines, often broken in typography and reference.
A typical snippet is lines 46-50:
So here you
are.
Master.
said Friedländer, were “common possession, freebooty, fair game.”
A painting by Jan van Eyck eighty years before Massys’ glimpsed
And described in Milan but now lost, was its model: banker and his wife;
Friedländer is Max J. Friedländer, {39} an important though perhaps now
rather dated authority on Flemish painting, and there are references in
the poem to coin denominations, metal sources, contemporary prices, the
Arnolfini Portrait, ange, Massys’ St. Antony, Jean Shrimpton, modern
day music, Saint Eligius, other Flemish towns, Luther, Guicciardini,
Chlepner, Hanseatic corn market, Bernays, Portuguese spices, Brooklyn,
the Levant and Venetian goods. A poem peppered with scholarly
allusions, therefore, and seeming to show a good grasp of its subject
matter.
First the poem’s affiliations and aims: Lyn Keller's Introduction {40}
speaks of her “polysemy and linguistic aggregation, juxtaposing
contrasting dictions, from hip-hop vernacular to Middle English’ and
adds ‘Announcing her indebtedness to John Ashbery with her title,
Wheeler’s long poem ‘The Debtor in the Convex Mirror’ suggests that the
accumulation of various debts (and uneasy guilt) are as much part of
the twentieth-first century poet’s art as they were for moneylenders
and their clients in Renaissance Antwerp.” That puts the matter
exactly. Guilt is indeed explored in the first section of the poem,
where the tiny figure reflected in the convex mirror is taken to be the
debtor — readers may want to look at the painting at this point. {41}
The painting has received various interpretations. {42} Many art
historians recognize a satirical and moralizing symbolism, the couple
representing greed and its attendant sins. Others, notably economists,
see the opposite: goldsmiths and money lenders were losing the medieval
taint of usury and becoming respectable. The wife divides her time
between watching her husband carefully weigh the coins, and reading an
illustrated book of hours. The convex mirror in the foreground
discloses a man with a red hat, whom the art historian Jean-Claude
Frère interprets as a thief, {43} which seems unlikely: he is inside
the room and quietly reading a book. The figure is not much interested
in the proceedings, moreover, and may be part of a quiet domestic
scene, simply overseeing receipts being totted up at the end of the
day’s business. Some have thought the image was that of the painter
himself: such signatures occur and the features have a passing
resemblance to Massys’, {44} as Wheeler herself acknowledges later in
the poem. There is no reason to think he is a debtor, however: money
changers did lend but the transactions were elaborately witnessed. {44}
In fact, when we look further, many details seem questionable. With a
little research we find that Antwerp was an important trading city when
the Flemish artist Quintin Massys painted the picture of The Money
Changer of his Wife around 1514. Much of its business at the
time
centered on the import of pepper from the Portuguese plantations in the
spice islands, but the sugar trade was also becoming important: there
were Spanish plantations in the New World, and the sugar was
transshipped to German and Italian refiners. The city was also an
international bourse and financial centre, arranging loans to European
rulers. {45} In short, it was a busy financial center that foreshadowed
many of today’s banking facilities, notably the currency exchanges
necessary when so many different denominations circulated.
Now we can
look at some odd errors in the poem’s text. Milled coins appear a
century after the Money Changer was painted. {46} The silver in coins
of the period would have come largely from Kutná Hora, Freiberg, and
Rammelsberg and not Bohemia: the great Joachimsthal discovery was not
made until 1516. {47} The gold coin called ange-noble should be
angel-noble: ange (angel) is the French coin on which the series was
modeled. Excelente was indeed the Spanish gold coin of the period, but
the gold pieces being weighed are more probably the Venetian ducat and
Florentine florin (the Italian banking connection) and/or the
Portuguese cruzado, justo or portugues (the Spice Islands
connection). ‘What bought a sack a century before almost buys a
sack now’ is not the case: prices actually fell over this
period. {48}
In short, the erudition seems a little doubtful, and we would want to
look
ahead at this point to the strategy of the poem. The painting
represents greed -> the figure in the convex mirror represents the
debtor -> the debtor feels guilt because he has to borrow ->
contemporary poets should also feel guilt because they borrow so
shamelessly -> we understand the world around through words and
images, which are also borrowed, taken out of context and therefore not
necessarily underwritten by truth or reality -> our world view is
therefore a collage or montage of media ‘events’ -> the poem
faithfully reflects this situation. There is nothing unusual in this
extended line of thinking in radical criticism, and language poetry
itself is generally anticapitalist. But they are assumptions just the
same, unsupported by evidence or argument that a learned article would
supply (and have any errors therein corrected by peer review). Why, for
example, should today’s poets be ashamed of their borrowings? Poets
have always borrowed. More to the point is what the borrowings do
for the poem. Words denote social registers, spheres of discourse,
audience appeal, and so forth. Mixing the mundane, academic and popular
spheres produces certain effects, which poetry often employs. Keller in
her helpful introduction {49} places Susan Wheeler among the Language
poets: ‘Like many of those associated with Language writing, her work
foregrounds the ways in which language, especially the languages of
mass culture, constructs our world.’ And, speaking of the poem under
review: ‘she enters a particular moment of economic and ecclesiastic
history: in the first capitalist center . . . Her concern is
specifically with the redemption of “the grasping soul”, the soul in an
era of capitalist acquisitiveness and of the problematic focus on the
self.’
But questions remain. Firstly, notwithstanding the example of Pound's Cantos,
is it the province of poetry to make sweeping generalisations on
diverse material assembled by unexplained means to illustrate a
contentious thesis? We can follow the dots, but where does the overall
argument come from anyway, and what
are the authoritative arguments or evidence supporting it? And thirdly,
shouldn't poems of this nature make fuller sense to the average reader, and have some emotive appeal to be poetry at all?
But does language itself have to make sense?
Since attempts to ground meaning in more
fundamental entities have failed — and far more so than this brief
overview suggests — perhaps we should conclude that
sentences have no meaning at all, no final, settled meaning that we can
paraphrase in non-metaphorical language. That was the contention of
Jacques Derrida. {50} Deconstruction is the literary programme that
derives
from this approach, though Derrida himself did not see deconstruction
as a method, and still less an attack on the western canon of
literature, but more a way of investigating the textural contexts in
which words are used. The social, cultural and historical aspects of
that context, and how we interpret a text from our own current
perspective, were the concerns of hermeneutics. Derrida's view went
deeper. There is no ‘thought’ as such, he argued, that we create in our
minds and then clothe with words. Words are the beginning and the end
of the matter, the only reality. They refer only to other words, not to
things — be they ‘thoughts’ in the mind, or ‘objects’ in the world. By
looking carefully at a text we see where the writer has chosen one word
in preference to others of similar meaning, and these choices tell us
something about what the writer is trying not to say, i.e. is
suppressing or hiding from us — either deliberately, or by thoughtless
immersion in the suppositions of his time.
Whence comes the author's authority to make this choice? Not from any
conception of ‘what he meant’, as this has no existence outside words.
Nor from any unvoiced, inner intention, which is again without any
final determinant of meaning, being just the product of repeated
suppressions of other thoughts. The double bind is complete. There is
no end to interpretation, and no escaping it, says Derrida. All we can
do is point to its workings.
In this sense, texts write
themselves. Context and author are largely irrelevant. And not only
texts. Institutions, traditions, beliefs and practices: none of these
have definable meanings and determinable missions. All dissolve into
words, whose deployment it is the philosopher's task to investigate.
Deconstruction has collected a large literature, {51} and I want to
make only three points here.
Firstly, deconstruction is only one form of linguistic philosophy,
and
not the most persuasive: the subject has moved on a bit. {52}
Second is that Derrida is often misunderstood as saying essential
distinctions like truth and falsity don't exist. {53} The third
is
that, whatever the theoretical difficulties, human beings do largely
succeed in making themselves understood. Our world would otherwise and
speedily come to an end. Aircraft drop out of the sky if their
engines aren't continuously maintained through workshop
manuals and the like. The point is too obvious to be worth labouring.
In fact, reality can be only
partially circumscribed by words, and what we know of brain functioning
would make it highly unlikely than anything as complicated as
consciousness could be governed by the small areas responsible for
linguistic skills. Mostly we learn by seeing and doing, and there are
many types of knowledge — riding a bicycle, playing the piano, painting
— where words clearly take us only so far. We remember places and faces
without
preserving or employing them in words, obviously so, or we wouldn’t
recognise our family, homes or places of work. But what of more
abstract concepts like truth, honesty, kindness: how do these have
existence outside words? Because we need them in our everyday lives.
Societies have codes of conduct, and that means we privilege (to use
Derrida's term) good over evil, truth over falsehood. Language may be
mysterious in its operations, but we don't have to deny the existence
of what we cannot fully explain.
Many philosophers do indeed believe that meaning precedes expression,
and that we can to some extent think without possessing a language.
Idiot savants, for example, have amazing mathematical abilities, but
often have only a few words at their command. Even Derrida rewrote his
paragraphs, and in doing so acknowledged that the first drafts did not
fully express what he meant. Academics don't relish deconstruction
games played with their salary cheques. The brain is a complex organ
whose use of
feedback and successive approximation makes the 'chicken and egg'
dilemmas of deconstruction unlikely to arise in the first place. {54}
Language is always modifying and being modified by our need for a
consistent understanding of ourselves and our place in the scheme of
things. Perhaps what Derrida attacked is the common pursuit of
philosophy. Too often it is merely word spinning, and by being a
good deal more learned, subtle and inventive, Derrida outrageously sent
up the whole process.
Why was he so popular? Because his views, incompletely understood,
furnish grounds for rewriting the canon of western literature, which is doubtless too narrow. If
everything is merely interpretation — individual, shifting, groundless
— there are no reasons for preferring Jane Austin to a slush romance, which is doubtless overdoing matters.
But Derrida is then being misinterpreted. Certainly he understood the
irony, if not absurdity, of employing as weapons the very words he
criticized. But Derrida's approach was guerrilla warfare, attack and
retreat,
with no ground held. Awareness of the fundamental problems is what he
aimed at — problems which persist even if we ground understanding in
brain processes and regard words as articulations of behaviour
largely instinctive and unconscious. Derrida's revelations were not
revelations at all, only late and perhaps sensible reactions to the
overblown claims of philosophy.
But the notion of 'indecipherable meaning' continues to underlie much
of contemporary poetry. Compared to this sonnet by Karen Volkman,
Geoffrey Hill's work is clarity itself: {55}
What is this witness, the watching ages,
yield of hours, blurred nights, the blue commerce
limned limpidities the skies rehearse
dreaming their seasons, raptured in their rages.
Eventless auction the sun screams and stages
for outered spectacles that bloom their source,
or eyes are mouths and utter tongued remorse—
read me, augur, from the wrists of sages
the shocks and tangencies strangled in their veins.
Or stars are livid links in lucent chains.
Heart will read its figure in its willing
or blinded needle the compass stains;
lidless volumes and vortices of pains
distinct the dolor, and kind the killing.
Paul Otremba sets the scene. His introduction {56} to Karen Volkman's
work starts with:
'By the time Karen Volkman's lyrical, debut collection of poems,
Crash's Law, appeared as a National Poetry Series selection for 1996,
the lyrical mode had already spent decades under suspicion for being
ahistorical and monological — the favored genre of mainstream poetry
and the New Criticism. By the 1990s, with the rise of feminist, Marxist
and poststructural theories, American poets were becoming
self-conscious about the ideological implications of their medium,
particularly lyric poetry's participation in upholding a patriarchal
society and a belief in the "transcendental signified".' He also notes
Susan Scultz's remark that 'Lyric poets (because there are always such)
must find ways in which to accommodate the lyric to the actual world,
where voice does not denote mastery so much as conflict, identity so
much as confusions and contradictions.' He goes on to say 'Her poems
give no illusion of finding resolution and certainty in an expressible,
essential identity. Instead, the poems act as events, actively coming
out of the experience they create from the materiality of the language
and the self-conscious employment of and experimentation with poetic
forms.'
That would appear to be the case in the piece above. It is a
Petrarchian sonnet, written in tetrameter/pentameter lines, which may
be commenting on the ineradicable prevalance of violence that neither
memory, nor the historical record, nor brute sensation can fully come
to terms with. But that's only a guess: the piece resists
analysis. On a technical level, I'd suggest that the sense is too
much led by the rhymes (the shocks and tangencies strangled in their veins. / Or stars are livid links in
lucent chains, and more so by
the over-emphatic alliteration (distinct
the dolor, and kind the killing.)
But again, this may be deliberate, as parody of a formal sonnet, where
the form is undercutting the sense in good Postmodernist fashion.
Otremba provides a detailed gloss {57} on the first in these Nomina poems,
showing how one word suggests another through common associations,
rhyme and alliteration. But these do not cohere into meaning so much as
remain gestures of the unsayable. Yet if we can't express ourselves
sensibly, and only write a piece to demonstrate that failing —
however assuredly the failure be that of language, and not of ourselves
— why should anyone want to read a poem illustrating the matter?
The notion is doubtful and limiting to begin with, and its exposition,
by its assumptions, must be even more so.
I have tried to suggest that Postmodernist's
preoccupation with the limits of language is misplaced. Semiotics is
still an obsession of literary
theory, but clearly only one of many approaches to meaning, and may
indeed be fading now from the American philosophy scene.
Inspired
by the example of science in its search for
objective and fundamental knowledge, philosophy and its kindred
disciplines have attempted to ground language in something
incontrovertible, free of individual and cultural suppositions. They
have failed. {58} And even if cognitive science should one day be able
to
explain language in terms of the chemical or physical processes of the
brain, those very processes would rest on findings produced by the
shared beliefs and practices of the scientific community. There is no
escaping the human element. Indeed, even if expressed entirely as
mathematics,
the processes could not escape the lacunae discovered by human beings
at the heart of mathematical logic.
But this is no cause for Postmodernism to throw up its hands in
despair.
The various disciplines of art, philosophy and science each make their
own starting assumptions, and consequently map the world differently.
But the spheres are not wholly distinct and
detached from each other, so that cooperation
between the disciplines could be enlightening and enriching. In short,
this
article is a plea that serious poets widen their reading and loosen the
straightjacket of contemporary poetic forms. Like medieval thinkers in
their blind use of authorities {59} — here their Modernist
forebears — they have argued themselves into theoretical
cul-de-sacs, to the detriment of their art and the reading public.
I have been rather dismissive of meaning in poetry as being the
'emotive equivalent of thought' and so look briefly at one aspect of
aesthetics here, that of art as emotive expression.
It is a popular approach. Tolstoy, for example, thought that art caused
its audience to experience certain feelings, was art to the extent that
it did so, and that its creator should have lived through those
feelings to express them properly. Of course he also demanded that art
express worthy feelings, preferably promoting the brotherhood of man,
but even without its moral tag, Tolstoy's views raise enormous
problems. Do we know exactly what an audience experiences during a
play? Hardly, to judge from the comments of the audience making its way
home from the theatre, or even from theatre critics, whose judgements
are notoriously at odds with each other. Then, to take Tolstoy's second
point, there is the question of great political orators whose words may
work audiences into frenzies far exceeding those a Shakespearean play.
Is theirs the greater art? Thirdly comes the inconvenient fact that
composers frequently work simultaneously on 'happy' and 'sad' passages
of music. Insincere? We should need to see inside the heads of all
artists in the toils of creation if art were to be the expression of
feelings actually felt. And that we cannot do — with dead artists
obviously, nor even with those still living, whose reports on the
creative process are unreliable but generally suggest something
different. {60}
Croce and Collingwood
Nonetheless, art as emotional expression finds its greatest exposition
in the work of Benedetto Croce (1866-1952) {61} and R.G. Collingwood
(1889-1943) {62}. Both ranged widely: Croce into practical criticism,
Collingwood into other areas of philosophy. Both could write with
subtlety and insight. But both also believed in the mental nature of
art, that it exists fully fledged in the originator's head before being
put on public display.
Croce starts with 'intuitions', which are the immediate knowing of
impressions and their transformation by the active imagination into
unified images or organic wholes. The two (knowing and expression of
those impressions) were linked, were indivisible indeed, and couldn't
be encompassed by purely intellectual criteria. But Croce was not
preaching 'art for art's sake'. Art was no more important than logic,
economics, ethics and history. Indeed it was not even possible without
a richness of the human spirit in all its manifestations.
Croce was influenced by Hegel and developed his thought somewhat
analogously. Initially, Croce regarded intuition as expression of
emotion ('lyricism', he called it) which was not simply letting off
steam, or imitating actual feelings, but expressing the personality of
the artist as it evoked some larger 'soul' of man. By 1918 Croce was
arguing for an intuition that included something common to all
humanity, though still something individual to the art concerned. By
the mid-twenties, Croce's intuition had expanded to include moral ideas
and conflicts. Finally, in 1936, Croce returned to his distinction
between art and non-art, 'poetry and literature'. Only
intuition-expression was art, and its externalisation was a secondary,
practical matter. That externalisation assists the communication of
art, of course, and is what the audience and critics must use to
recreate the original artistic experience.
The first part of Croce's position was familiar enough. Even Aristotle
had argued that poets should handle themes so as to bring out universal
characteristics that are necessarily constrained and confused in
historical actuality. {63} But how was communication as a secondary
activity to be understood when most artists have no conception of their
finished work until it is completed in their chosen medium? Croce's
ideas were developments of a nineteenth century mentalism and only
Collingwood in the Anglo-Saxon world continued their drift — but then
Collingwood did not share in the beliefs of his contemporaries: in the
primacy of logic, or the resolving powers of linguistic philosophy. For
him art, religion, science, history and philosophy were separate
activities of mind, with different objectives and methods.
Art for Collingwood was the originating experience. Transferring the
conception to paper, dance, music and stone came later. Such
fabrication of course took skill, but couldn't reach back into the
imaginative experience itself. 'The aesthetic experience, or artistic
activity, is the experience of expressing one's emotions; and that
which expresses them is the total imaginative activity called
indifferently language or art.' {64}. Art made no assertions, but was
simply the unconscious becoming conscious. We cannot ask if an artistic
conception is historically true, because such questions come
afterwards, when the art is transferred to the public domain, when
indeed it is no longer art as such. Art either has the emotions
expressed (good), or repressed (bad), so that criticism is rather
beside the point. But no matter: art is something we all do, and serves
no end beyond itself.
Influence of the Medium: John Dewey
Collingwood's views seem preposterous. They omit to tell us why art is
important. They succumb immediately to Wittgenstein's attack on private
languages, and indeed run contrary to the attempts over the last
hundred years to move philosophy from private mental events to
observable human activities.
But the greatest shortcoming is surely that the theory is contrary to
the actual experience of artists. A few have appeared to dash off
masterpieces as though they were transcribing what was already given
them. But most are not so fortunate. Studies and reminiscences show
that there are golden moments of inspiration, but also long, long
periods of working and reworking the material, struggling, despairing,
succeeding in some ways but not knowing whether more or better isn't
possible. {64}
The American pragmatist John Dewey (1859-1952) {65} understood this
interplay of medium and imagination but took a broader view of artistic
activity. Even 'experience' for Dewey means 'a shared social activity
of symbolically-mediated behaviour which seeks to discover the
possibilities of our objective situations in the natural world for
meaningful, intelligent and fulfilling ends.' {66} Dewey was not
opposed to the deification of artists, or even to the self-serving
circle of dealer, critic and museum curator, but he did stress that
great works of art were essentially examples of a common human pursuit.
We are constantly making sense of ourselves and surroundings, using our
senses to maintain and develop our material and aesthetic needs.
Experiences come to us in the light of half-remembered events, of
mental and sensory constructions, of expected consequences. Art reveals
to us how those experiences may be profoundly meaningful.
Art is not therefore the expression of emotion or even of the creative
impulse. It arises from the interaction of many things — the artist
with his medium, individual experiences with the cultural matrix,
artwork with its audience. Art is a dialogue, and an artwork draws its
life from the cultural life of the community. There is no one, settled
interpretation, and the greatness of an artwork may lie in its profound
appeal to many different groups and societies. All art has form, but
that form is not something unchanging and abstract, but the way the
work gives organization to experience. Art shapes by its own rules:
'the working of the work', Heidegger put it. And because aesthetic
experience is the most complete and integrated of our responses to the
world, it is central to Dewey's philosophy. {67}
Catharsis
But art does somehow involve emotion and — perhaps to modify Plato's
{68} condemnation of the pernicious effects of poetry — Aristotle
introduced his famous 'katharsis'. {69} The term means cleansing,
removing the bad and leaving the good, and by its associations includes
ritual purification, medical purges and bowel movement. In Aristotle's
view, an audience is brought to feel fear, pity and even frenzy in
public performances of religious ceremonies, of plays (comedies and
tragedies, but particularly the latter) and of music. Those feelings
are resolved in relief at the conclusion of the performance, so that
the audience comes away with heightened emotions and sharpened
aesthetic judgements.
Do they? Catharsis from the first has been a troublesome term. Since
Aristotle did not describe art in terms of emotional expression,
purgation of emotions seems somewhat subsidiary (the more so since we
lack Aristotle's explanation in his second book on 'Poetics': the book
has been lost). Perhaps he meant only that art raises emotions in an
intense and justifiable form. Raising or releasing them? The two are
very different. And cannot playwrights raise emotions without
personally espousing them? As Eliot dryly remarked, 'poets do not
express themselves in poetry but escape from themselves by a continual
extinction of personality.' {70} But catharsis may well have been a
principle behind bloodstained Jacobean tragedy, and which today
continues in art therapy. Hans Robert Jauss has made catharsis an
element of his aesthetic theory, though here it approximates to
communication. The essential point is surely this: whatever may be
claimed, the emotional resolution of aesthetic experience is clearly
something more penetrating and finely wrought than the voiding of
pent-up feelings.
Aesthetic Detachment
Indeed purgation may not enter into art at all. Emotions when real are
often painful. We look with embarrassment at the parents of the missing
child giving their television appeal. We feel voyeurs at the raw
sex act. Not art, we say, which really needs some element of aesthetic
detachment or make-believe in the experience. In art we suspend belief:
we feel horror in a murder depicted in a film but do not call the
police.
Why detachment? Because art involves emotions different from those
evoked by real life. Kant called the detachment 'aesthetic
disinterest', distinguishing by it beauty and sublimity from mere
pleasantness. Schopenhauer saw art as withdrawal from practical
application of the will into contemplation. Edward Bulloch spoke of
'psychical distance'. {71} Phenomenologists argued that detachment made
scenes into 'intentional objects' divorced from everyday
considerations.
Much has been made of the aesthetic attitude. Formalists have reified
the detachment into a complete divorce from feeling: true art does not
express emotions, and should not attempt to. Abstract artists have
turned their back on representation: since art does not employ our
everyday, practical uses for objects, it should not depict them. Art
for art's sake theorists denigrated art that served ends beyond the
satisfaction of aesthetic contemplation: no matter how bestial the
characters of a novel appear, or how subversive the attitudes depicted,
none of this matters to true artistic enjoyment. {72}
The difficulties and fundamental untruths of these developments are
obvious enough. Art that arouses no emotion is of no interest to us,
remains only clever exercises or dry theory. Abstract art employs
elements — forms, colours, compositions — that must somehow owe their
appeal to our sensory equipment, either through experience or
physiological inheritance. Films of Nazi war atrocities are not enjoyed
as pure aesthetic contemplation. But the nature of aesthetic attitude
nonetheless remains elusive. What is this detachment / distance /
attitude? Perhaps it is not a simple thing, but a bundle of
expectations and cultural suppositions but varies somewhat with the art
form and the period? Certainly there are certain attitudes we need to
adopt with art — openness, sensitivity, a willingness to enter
imaginatively into the experience — but they come from us rather than
from the art or artist concerned.
Emotional Representation
Perhaps art is not an expression of emotion, but a representation of
that emotion. Since books, paintings, music etc. cannot express emotion
as originally present in the artist's mind (supposing we persist with
this approach) but only as conveyed in and with the medium concerned,
art cannot in some sense escape being representational. But there is
another view of representation: that art is emotion objectified in
symbolic form: a philosophy developed by Ernst Cassirer (1874-1945)
{73} and Susanne Langer (1895-1985). Cassirer extended Kant's a priori
categories so as to represent language, myth, art, religion and science
as systems of symbolic forms. These forms are mental shaping of
experience. They are culturally determined and are created by us. But
they also and wholly constitute our world: all 'reality' is a reality
seen and understood through them. Outside lies Kant's noumenal world,
about which there is nothing we can really say.
These systems of symbolic form are not arbitrary creations, but have
grown up to answer human needs. Each system carries its own particular
enlightenment. Langer {74} ranged over the whole field of artistic
expression, though is best known for her theories of music. She
rejected outright the Logical Positivist position that meaning was
either tautological or statements in literal, propositional language
verifiable by science. Art has its own meaning or meanings. Even in our
simplest observations we transform a manifold of sensations into a
virtual world of general symbols: a world with a grammar of its own,
guiding our ear and eyes, highly articulated in art. In music we have a
symbolic expression about feelings. Music has a logic of its own,
expressing the forms of human feeling, and creating an inner lives.
Certainly music does not denote as propositional language must, but it
conveys knowledge directly, 'by acquaintance' rather than 'knowledge
about'. Feelings are therefore symbolically objectified in certain
forms, with a detail and truth that language cannot approach.
What did the philosophic community make of this? Very little. {75}
Symbolic forms, particularly 'significant forms' remained very vague.
How could the claim that music objectifies feeling with great truth and
detail be assessed? By their influence on other musical compositions —
music calling to music, no doubt Langer and many musicians would reply.
But no philosopher will allow that. Philosophy (or at least analytical
philosophy) requires close argumentation, and that is only possible in
literal, propositional language: the very language that Langer
stigmatised as inadequate. And linguistic expression is inherently
ambiguous, thought Cassirer, a view which links him to Lakoff's
metaphor theory, and Derrida's deconstruction.
But if art expresses only the forms of feeling, why does it seem so
emotionally alive? Artists extract what is significant from experience,
Langer argued, and then use that form to create an object that directly
expresses that significance. The 'meaning' of an artwork is its
content. Through their symbols, great works of art powerfully express
highly significant feeling, even if this feeling is only intuitively
grasped, unfolding very slowly as we become familiar with the work. In
this way feeling and creativity occupy a central position in Langer's
philosophy, as they do in the work of many contemporary psychologists.
Ineffability
Once they became more than efforts to please and entertain, it was
natural for works of art to make large claims of autonomy. The
Romantics called art ineffable: it expressed what could not be
expressed in any other way. Artists might start with some feeling they
wish to express, but that feeling was only realized through the
creation of the work: its form precisely articulates what was not
expressed before.
Larger claims are often made for metaphor — that they open up the world
in ways we had not appreciated before. Metaphors become, in Paul
Ricouer's words, 'poems in miniature'. Of course to see that world in
the manner suggested by the metaphor means approaching the world in the
right spirit ('comporting' ourselves, Heidegger puts it), when poems
become the intellectualised registers of such 'comportments'. {76}
I have touched on only one aspect of
aesthetics, but suggest contemporary poetry has retreated into some
very narrow and doubtful strategies. Simply illustrating intellectual forays
into the realms of meaning cannot be art in its larger understanding,
and, to end where
we began, a more comprehensive definition would be: {77}
‘Poetry is a form of literary art which uses aesthetic and rhythmic
qualities of language — such as phonaesthetics, sound symbolism, and
metre — to evoke meanings in addition to, or in place of, the prosaic
ostensible meaning. . . . Ancient attempts to define poetry, such
as Aristotle's Poetics, focused on the uses of speech in rhetoric,
drama, song and comedy. Later attempts concentrated on features such as
repetition, verse form and rhyme, and emphasized the aesthetics which
distinguish poetry from more objectively-informative, prosaic forms of
writing. From the mid-20th century, poetry has sometimes been more
generally regarded as a fundamental creative act employing language.
Poetry uses forms and conventions to suggest differential
interpretation to words, or to evoke emotive responses. Devices such as
assonance, alliteration, onomatopoeia and rhythm are sometimes used to
achieve musical or incantatory effects. The use of ambiguity,
symbolism, irony and other stylistic elements of poetic diction often
leaves a poem open to multiple interpretations. Similarly, metaphor,
simile and metonymy create a resonance between otherwise disparate
images — a layering of meanings, forming connections previously not
perceived. Kindred forms of resonance may exist, between individual
verses, in their patterns of rhyme or rhythm.’
No doubt that's a traditional view of poetry, but the review above
of 'art as
emotive expression', brief as it is, and covering a small part only of
aesthetics, should suggest how much Modernist poetry has given up in
pursuing what is best left to philosophy. There are more fruitful
avenues, surely, which suggest we retrace
our steps to see what has gone wrong and how.
In summary, as I have tried to show in pages devoted to leading
individuals, the aims and assumptions of Modernism, doubtful at best
and worsened by a studious avoidance of what has always made art, have
loaded poetry with unnecessary and stultifying handicaps. That
any poetry has been produced in such conditions is a tribute to our human
needs and ingenuity, but the message is clear. Either we keep shifting the
poetry goalposts to yet more sterile ground, or we return to sanity
with studies of a mixed philosophic and literary
nature that might revitalize the decaying
Modernist canon.
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