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blurred with indistinctness in the recollection of them.
They scarcely ruffle the surface. The similarity of one
personality to another is significant, their divergences
unimportant.
The age has been at the mercy of the small tal
ents and the war has scarcely sifted them into big or
little ones. What is worse, it has even placed false
stress on the mysticism of Peguy and Claudel, or
shifted attention to thé raucous insincere „modernism“
of Jean Cocteau. This last gentleman, a Maecenas of
the arts, an idol of the boulevards, a rastoquere, whose
poetry has the taste of bran and leaves a perfect blank
in the brain, — this person has been presented by
indiscriminate American interpreters as the last word... of
Paris.
In the turbulent „advance guard“ of letters there
is, however, something to be reckoned with. One meets
an unexpected sincerity, a desperate willingness to go
to any lengths of violence in opposing the old regime.
The young men who operated „Littérature" for two
years, Louis Aragon, Philippe Soupault, André Breton
are certainly youthful as individuals and as a group
or „movement“ (in this nation of groups) and what
they have done has not altogether assumed permanent
value. But one takes much hope from their quick in
telligence, their sensibility, their vigorous and fun-loving
disposition. They are inventive to an extreme degree
and are utterly without blague or snobbery. They are
bent frankly on unbounded adventures and experiments
with modern phenomena. They have been stimulated
by Rimbaud and Lautréamont, who demonstrated, for
instance, that although nature had always been painted
as a static landscape in literature it could be render
ed in subjective motion or in any’ of a thousand states.
The Apollinaire strain is in these writers. One of
the last things that Guillaume Apollinaire wrote con
cerned the field which was left to the poets of this age.
Apollinaire, arch-intransigeant and forerunner of almost
everything of importance, I fear, that will take place
in the literature of the next generation, urged the poets
of this time to be at least as daring as the mechanical
wizards who exploited the airplane, wireless telegraphy,
chemistry, the submarine, the cinema, the phonograph,