Hugh Kenner (1923–2003)

As a youth, Ezra Pound aspired to know everything that could be known about poetry. Nearly seven decades later, his lifework culminated in a last book, tellingly entitled Drafts and Fragments, and he wondered where he had gone wrong.
Hugh Kenner chronicles these decades in this thick book, weighty with bone and sinew. In the course of it, he makes a convincing case that his title, The Pound Era, is a fitting description of what passed for modern English literature when I went to college. Pound and his friends in pre-war London defined themselves, their movement, and their time as a vortex. It was a brief, transcendent moment. The major work of most of them still lay ahead but was carried out under a cloud of tragedy. The destruction of the Great War took the life of one of their number, Gaudier-Brzeska, and hurtled the survivors on parallel, lonely trajectories.
They (Joyce, Eliot, Williams, and the others) lived in a time when the newly-discovered cave paintings in southern France and the etymological turn in linguistics made them aware of the inheritance of eons. The gift of their intelligence was to make the past as vibrant as the present. Pound was at the forefront, blending modern idiom with Chinese ideograms, Provençal ballads, the Jefferson-Adams correspondence, and Homer. From beginning to end, Homer. And let's not forget the golden-clad goddess.
To read this magisterial book is an education. I learned many things, such as why the anthropologist Frobenius rejected a word in his own language, Zeitgeist, and used instead an ancient Greek work, paideuma, to express what he meant by a shared culture.
The Pound of the wartime radio broadcasts from Italy is neither excused nor trivialized. The reader is left to ponder what led him to such a quixotic mission, but Kenner supplies much of the background. Pound’s fascination with the economic theories of Douglas, for instance, seems understandable, as it becomes ever clearer that the dominant force in the world is avarice.
When I first discovered Pound a half-century ago, I was fascinated by his Imagist poems. I read and re-read them. I tried his Guide to Kulchur but gave up. And I assumed I was too dense even to attempt the Cantos. With Kenner to breathe courage into me, I just ordered them, and I’m impatient to give them a go.… (mais)

This is one of those academic major works which collects and encapsulates decades of the author's teaching. The Pound Era is incontestably Kenner's most important work, but it sets out no new system and overturns no set orthodoxies, except in so far as it makes a bit-by-bit presentation of the case for Pound's centrality to International Modernism, or at least that subset of it which occurred in the English-speaking world: Musil, Perse, and company are not part of the scope of this book. Typically of Kenner, this is an assembly of detailed, concrete perceptions, sometimes in providing readings, sometimes in providing backgrounds or making linkages. It is a central work for anyone studying Modernism, and a rewarding book for anyone interested in (more generally) modern poetry and prose.… (mais)

This may be Hugh Kenner's crankiest book.

Kenner, a product of still-colonial Canada qualified by later USAn influence, never particularly liked England, and his overall theme is the collapse of a single public for serious literature in England proper, combined with a general turning away of the English literary establishment from international modernism.

He's entirely willing to grant talent to a fair number of writers individually, although he's equally willing to indicate where he thinks some of them wasted their talent. But the ones he thinks best of tend to be on the outside: English letters in general are another question.

He begins in 1895, identifying three publics for reading. There is a public for Tit-Bits, a sort of level below Reader's Digest (that public has now, had for some time even in 1988, become a consumer of television rather than printed matter). There is a public represented by Dent's Everyman's Library, now the broad consumer of both bestsellers and most "literary fiction". Finally, there's a small public with an interest in texts as such, and an interest in precision of diction and structural complexity.

Kenner makes a distinction between works with a certain level of complexity / ambition / thematic importance and those falling below it. The "classics" of Everyman's Library, even if they began as challenging, have been made comfortable by a tradition of acceptance and interpretation.

Following Kenner's narrative, although the English literary world learned from international modernism it turned away from it: the dominant poets run Auden, Thomas, Larkin, anti-modernists all. Not only that, but the serious public for literature splintered, and the world of authors splintered as well. There is little commonality between David Jones, Charles Tomlinson, and Geoffrey Hill, and although their publics overlap they are distinct.

In many ways this may be the closest Kenner, trained at the height of New Criticism, ever came to writing, implicitly, about the function of, the justification for, for criticism.

For Kenner, literature itself is self-justifying as something which is to be enjoyed; but enjoyment is tied to it being a challenge, or at least requiring a continued act of attention.

From this point of view, the point of criticism is to assist the reader in approaching and enjoying texts which require either or both of "background" or close reading for full enjoyment. This is certainly the function of Kenner's criticism, running from The Poetry of Ezra Pound and Dublin's Joyce through The Invisible Poet and The Pound Era at the height of his career, to the more minor works of his later years.

And, for all that it put various (primarily English) reviewers' backs up, I think that A Sinking Island has a point. England's retreat from empire has been a cultural turning in, away from ambition and into nostalgia, and a continuing failure to engage with anything coming from outside. It may not be too fanciful to see the decline which Kenner asserts as the beginning of a slide which led, eventually, to the Brexit vote and a political culture in which Boris Johnson can be taken to be a serious politician.… (mais)