Tag: literature

It is interesting to see how some of these adventure books make better literature than most fictional novels. It is curious because, at least theoretically, an account sticks to the facts, that is, it comes off as lacking in imaginative possibilities. Even so, it is often better than ingenious mental constructions. Why is that? Certainly not because of the language. As an advantage, one could point to its guaranteed verisimilitude: since it is real, it is easier to convince. But when we think about it a little more, these details give way to the obvious: making good literature is, essentially and simply, telling a good story. If the story is good, the book is good. If it is not good, there is no point in sustaining it with artifice. In the end, it is the same with reports as with fictional literature.

It is said that the poet Merejkovsky, at the age of fifteen, asked Dostoevsky for an opinion on the quality of his first verses. After judging them to be worthless, the experienced novelist justified himself by saying that in order to write well, one has to suffer. Suffer! Of course, there is a lot of truth in this statement: nothing important can be understood before a good dose of suffering, and therefore nothing important can be expressed. But the curious thing is to see that in the hardships, exactly in them, a spark springs up as a response to the circumstantial challenge. The mind, affected, suffers and needs to overcome the situation. Then it has to understand it, scale it, absorb it. The effort ultimately enhances it. Suffering leaves a mark, and the result brings a lesson. It is by experiencing it several times that the writer is able to have something authentic to say.

Although bucolic poetry can, with good reason, seem very boring, sometimes unpalatable, the sentiment it articulates is certainly authentic and beautiful. And even if the verses get tiresome, almost always because they go on longer than they should, it’s very good to meditate on the image that emerges from them. Merely imagining the placid and perennial satisfaction that can be extracted from a life centered on simplicity and communion with the environment is something positive, as it enriches the imagination with a tangible possibility that the world almost always strives to hide.