Eric Cherrie 1.
The American What?
My father walks
into the room carrying a cigarette in one hand and coffee in the other. He is an
airline pilot by trade and works hard, but on his days off he wears a robe and
lets his beard grow thick—he looks homeless. He takes an interest in what I am
studying, partly because he thinks that is what “fathers do,” and partly because
he studied math in college and wonders if a liberal arts education is worth the
money.
“So what’s the
American Renaissance?” my father asks.
I am tempted to
tell him that it is a little early in the semester; I have not read enough or
discussed enough to be sure. However, that might not go over well. He wants to
hear an answer. So I decide to characterize it in my own way. I believe that
the American Renaissance is
I start of by talking about
Poe; my father knows a little, mostly what they teach in high school. He does
not know Ligeia, but it is easy enough to explain to him. I tell him that this
is gothic literature. Gothic literature in some ways represents the foil to
Romanticism. Take for instance, the biblical narrative of the angel coming to
visit Mary in Luke’s Gospel. The angel is a Hebrew version of the Greek Hermes
(the god of revelation). It is a rather Romantic experience: the hero’s
announcement. Conversely, the
“angel of death” or “grim reaper” or “death personified” is the gothic version.
Rather than coming with good news—you’re going to have a blessed life—the angel
comes with bad—I am going to kill you. Poe works in the same manner. While his
contemporaries, like Emerson, imagine worlds where man becomes one with nature,
Poe depicts the way man can conquer nature (death) simply with love. While that
notion is romantic—love is eternal; Poe portrays it
in a literal way. Poe describes Rowena’s return as, “The
greater part of the fearful night had worn away, and she
who had been dead, once again stirred—and
now more vigorously than hitherto, although arousing from a dissolution more
appalling in its utter hopelessness than any.” Rowena has literally defied death
because of love. It is almost impossible to not think about the Greek myth of
Orpheus and Eurydice. Orpheus goes to the underworld to save Eurydice; however,
he fails to retrieve her. He looks back even though he is told not to. Where
Orpheus fails, Ligeia’s lover excels; he never looks away from the goal. He
remains true to love. Thereby, Poe has written an American version of Greek
mythology. Though, his version is even more romantic because love does conquer
death. Walt Whitman
continues in this tradition. In his poem “There
Was a Child Went Forth,” Whitman explores the idea of shape shifting. Whitman
writes, “And
the first object he look'd upon, that object he became.” The obvious connection
to Greek mythology is to Proteus. While I have never read a myth involving
Proteus, I understand him to shift into the object a person fears most in order
to escape. Proteus is able to tell the future; if you can hold on through your
fear, then he will tell it to you (Nick Flynn uses Proteus in his newest memoir:
Ticking is the Bomb; I recommend it).
Furthermore, free verse poetry is in its early roots; Whitman solidifies this
new form with his poetic style of lists. He names of several different things
the boy becomes. This is similar to the way Proteus turns into several different
things in order to get away. However, Whitman’s poems are far more appealing.
The child is a literal interpretation of the future. He changes according to the
thing around him. In essence, while Proteus changes to avoid capture, the boy
changes to become one with the world. It is incredibly more romantic. The last connection I
would like to make is between riddle poetry and the use of riddle in mythology.
During the American Renaissance, Poe and Dickinson are writing riddle poetry.
While riddles are common to all cultures at all times, it is interesting that
two of
I explain to my dad everything about the sublime, transcendentalism, and
correspondence, but I can tell he is bored by it. I am not sure he believes
or even understands my position. However, while the stories and poems of the
American Renaissance may or may not constitute mythology, certain writers,
like Whitman, Poe, and Dickinson have been raised to the level of modern
myth.
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