Modernismo, I love you! I love your passion! After reading literature from this movement, I am fired up! I either want to drop everything and rally with you, or against you! There is no middle of the road, no riding the fence. For me, your message is always loud and clear. I like that. I respect that. It keeps things exciting.
After reading Darío and Martí, I am left with a burst of varying emotions. It’s like a roller-coaster ride where, even within the same piece of literature, I am battling extremities. I laugh, I cry, I gasp, I nod my head yes, I nod my head no, I yell, I want to give them a high five or I want to spray them with a water hose to wake them up from their dream world … yet no matter the insane emotion I am feeling at the time, when I am finished, I always want more!
One of my favorite pieces is “El Rey Burgues” by Darío. While I was reading it, I felt this weird bittersweet sentiment that finally, someone could relate to how I felt about society… and people in general. We are all turning into quantitative machines. (Now that I think of it, it would be interesting to do a comparison of this poem with Sentimental Education in regards to art.) However, with “A Roosevelt,” I felt myself rolling my eyes and shaking my head in frustration, as I grow tired of U.S.-bashing. It's easy to criticize someone or something (especially when he/she/it is the center of attention), yet so difficult to come up with effective solutions. We are so quick to point out the flaws of others, yet so slow to acknowledge our own.
Oh Darío, why must you toy with my emotions! Can’t you just agree with me the whole time? Nah, then you’d be boring.
1 comment:
I read your blog about Dario and Marti, and I absolutely agree with you about society is quick to criticize and yet do nothing. I am sick of the US-bashing as well. I think that you may have misinterpreted the intent of my blog.
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