My verse, like wine expensive
and exquisite,
One day will have its turn.
-
wrote Marina Tzvetayeva, the Russian poetess of the
beginning of the XX
century. She was right. Nowadays she is extremely popular
both in Russia and abroad, both among the critics and the readers.
Melville could have written the same about his Moby Dick. He
did, in fact, in the chapter 104:
One
often hears of writers that rise and swell with their subject, though it may
seem but an ordinary one. How, then, with me, writing of this Leviathan? Unconsciously
my chirography expands into placard capitals. Give me a condor’s quill! Give me
Vesuvius’ crater for an inkstand! Friends, hold my arms! For in the mere act of
penning my thoughts of this Leviathan, they weary me and make me faint with
their outreaching comprehensiveness of sweep, as if to include the whole circle
of the sciences, and all the generations of whales, and men, and mastodons,
past, present and to come, with all the revolving panoramas of empire on earth
and throughout the whole universe, not excluding its suburbs. Such, and so
magnifying, is the virtue of a large and liberal theme!
Melville writes about the greatness
of the theme but every theme must be developed and to do so the author must be at
least as great as his theme; even more to cope with such a task.
Melville’s book, that very few
critics wanted to read and to learn when it was first published, is one of the
most popular American novels at present. The critics like it for its epical
form, for Melville’s playing with texts, with the narrator who sometimes is
explicit, sometimes implicit and for many other features. The book gives a lot
of possibilities for interpretations and comparisons; for example, with the
Bible, as we did during the last lesson. However, I would like to note that we
deal with literature, with fiction where no direct juxtapositions are possible.
I mean, we cannot say that, for instance, Pip is Jesus Christ or the Carpenter
is Saint Josef. It will not be correct, as in this book Melville wrote about
the whales and the whalers, never about G-d, prophets or saints. We do not know
whether he meant any comparisons. We can just suppose it from his text. But, as
Barthes wrote, the text becomes independent on the author once it is written.
Melville’s text is one of the brilliant illustrations of this thought.
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