William Faulkner (idea)
In response to Mr. Faulkner's Nobel Prize acceptance speech, which as Gorgonzola pointed out is no longer in this node, but can be found at http://www.nobel.se/literature/laureates/1949/faulkner-speech.html: Perhaps one day, when I am an embittered old woman, I too will make patently false statements like, "There are no longer problems of the spirit." Hopefully, however, I will not be so embittered that I see the present as a bleak and empty era punctuated only by the thought of "When will I be blown up?" It's sad that Faulkner felt as if we writers of the future did not understand that there is truly only one subject to be written about: the complexities of the human heart. What interests me most about his speech is the closing sentence: Is Faulkner implying that the poet's voice is the soul of humanity? Then it logically follows that man is made immortal by his very soul; in essence, through his poetry. Poetry is the soul; the soul is poetry. An interesting proposition.
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