Eugenio Montale, Speech at the Academy of Sweden for the Nobel prize for Literature 1975
[... ] "Clearly, the arts, all the visual arts, are democratized in the worst sense of the word. Art is the production of consumer goods, to be used and throw away waiting for a new world in which man has managed to break free everything, even his own conscience. The example that I took could be extended to music only you listen to noisy, undifferentiated in places where millions of young people gather to exorcise the horror of their solitude. But why now more than ever ' Civilized man has come to have a horror of himself? Of course I expect the objections. Do not confuse the social ills that might have existed but were little known because the old media is not allowed to know and diagnose the disease. But that impression is a kind of general millenarianism is accompanied by a more widespread comfort, the fact that the well-being (where it exists, that is in limited spaces of the earth) has the bruises disperazione.Sotto characteristics of the background of so dark 'affluent society also present the arts tend to merge, to lose their identity. Mass communications, radio and especially television, have not tried unsuccessfully to crush any possibility of solitude and reflection. The time is faster, works a few years ago seem 'dated' and the need for the artist to be heard sooner or later becomes spasmodic need current, immediate. Hence the new art of our time is the show, a performance theater that does not necessarily contribute to the rudiments of every art and which makes a sort of psychic massage on the viewer or listener or reader that is. The deus ex machina of this new accumulation is the director. Its purpose is not only to coordinate the staging, but to provide intentions to actions which do not have or have had others. There is a great sterility in all this, and immense confidence in life. In this landscape of hysterical exhibitionism what is the most discreet place of the arts, poetry? The so-called lyric poetry is the result of loneliness and accumulation. It still is today, but in rather restricted cases. However, we have numerous cases in which the self-styled poet gets in step with changing times. The poem then becomes audible and visual. Words dart in all directions like the explosion of a grenade, there is no real meaning, but an earthquake epicenters with many minutes. The deciphering is not necessary, in many cases can help the help of a psychoanalyst. Are predominantly visual poetry is translatable and that is something new in the history of aesthetics. This does not mean that the new poets are schizoid. Some can write prose and classically traditional pseudoversi no sense. There is also a poem written to be shouted in a square in front of an enthusiastic crowd. This is especially true in countries with authoritarian regimes. And like the athletes are not always helpless vocalism poetic talent. "[...] (excerpt from speech by Eugenio Montale Academy of Sweden for the Nobel prize for Literature 1975)
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