The Writer Whose Life Is Involuntarily Invaded…

Despite the general recommendation, the writer whose life is involuntarily invaded and disturbed by politics has not the right, but the duty to insert politics into his literary work. This is, in short, an obligation to future generations, to whom he must pass on the flavor of his personal experience. Not to do so is to deny oneself. A political prisoner, then, even if he is against it, has lost the right to remain silent about the oppression he has suffered, and it is precisely he who has the mission of giving the lines a political flavor, because it is precisely he who has the the support of a circumstance that all the others don’t have.

More Curious Than Examples Like Baudelaire’s…

More curious than examples like Baudelaire’s, who found his aesthetic theory essay already described and practiced elsewhere, is to come across authors, coeval or not, who are similar in content and form, although they are unknown to each other. There are many examples of this, and they attest to the fact that authentic literary manifestation is more of an instinctive impulse, more associated with the particularities of experience than with proper literary study.

Poetry Is Not Enough on Its Own

Poetry, as Guyau suggests, is not enough on its own and, if it is great, it is the form that creates an even greater motivation. This is why, in short, the value of art is tied to the value of artistic motivation. The choice of poetic form is the desire to record in the most difficult and superior of literary forms what is sincerely and violently manifested in the innermost being: it is, in short, the appreciation of this singular manifestation.

The Classic, Most Frequent and Most Shared Drama…

The classic, most frequent and most shared drama among writers is the desperate longing for freedom, which is hindered by the impossibility of achieving it through writing. That is to say: the awareness of the sense of mission, the burning desire to achieve it, but the natural and characteristic obstacle of the profession, which can only be exercised with complete dedication with a lot of luck or hard work. There is no escaping this fate, but perhaps thanks to it, writing still endures today as an authentic vocation.