DO DESESPERO DOS POETAS FRENTE AO PODER DA ORQUESTRA
“…there came an epoch when poetry felt itself fade and weaken before the energy and resources of the orchestra. The richest and most resounding poem of Hugo is very far from communicating to its hearer those extreme illusions, those thrills, those raptures and, in the more or less intellectual sphere, those feigned lucidities, those models of thought, those images of strange mathematics made real, which the symphony releases, hints at, or thunders forth, and which it draws out into silence or annihilates at one blow, leaving in the mind the extraordinary impression of omnipotence and deception… Never before, perhaps, have the trust that poets place in their particular genius, those promises of eternity which they have received since the childhood of the world and of language, their immemorial possession of the lyre, and the leading rank they imagine they occupy in the hierarchy of servants of the universe, appeared so directly menaced. They came away from concerts overwhelmed. Overwhelmed – dazzled; as though, transported to the seventh heaven by a cruel favor, they had been caught up to that height only that they might experience a luminous contemplation of forbidden possibilities and inimitable marvels. The sharper and more incontestable their sense of these imperious delights, the more real and despairing was the suffering of their pride. (…) We were nourished on music, and our literary minds dreamed only of extracting from language the same effects, almost, as were produced on our nervous systems by sound alone.”
(PAUL VÁLERY, The Art Of Poetry)
Publicado em: 24/02/10
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