Frases de Vachel Lindsay

Nicholas Vachel Lindsay , poeta estadounidense.

Hijo de un acaudalado médico, estudió medicina en el Hiram College de Ohio ente 1897 y 1900, pero no llegó a interesarse por esta disciplina, así que marchó a Chicago a estudiar dibujo en su Art Institute de 1900 a 1903. En 1904 marchó a la New York School of Art para seguir estudiando; muy pronto empezó a viajar por el país cantando y dramatizando sus propios poemas, compuestos en su mayoría en versículo, en lecturas públicas; predicaba "el evangelio de la belleza" y vivía de la venta de un libro titulado Versos para ser cambiados por pan; gracias a ello dio a la poesía nuevos ritmos musicales de inspiración oral. En 1913 la revista Poetry de Chicago publicó dos de sus poemas patrióticos, ganadores del concurso que la misma había convocado, dentro de una serie que había consagrado a figuras populares como Johnny Appleseed, John Peter Altgeld y Alexander Campbell entre otros. Con una ilimitada fe en su país, vivió en la pobreza, sufrió una depresión y se suicidó a los 52 años bebiendo una botella de desinfectante.

Entre sus libros notables están Rhymes To Be Traded for Bread , General William Booth Enters into Heaven , The Congo and Other Poems y The Chinese Nightingale . Contó sus viajes a través del país en A Handy Guide for Beggars y Adventures While Preaching the Gospel of Beauty . También compuso un estudio clásico sobre el nuevo arte del cine, The Art of the Moving Picture y una novela visionaria, The Golden Book of Springfield . Wikipedia  

✵ 10. noviembre 1879 – 5. diciembre 1931
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“I do not know a poet in the Anglo-Saxon world who makes his living by poetry. Every single one of them makes his living in some other way.”

What It Means to Be a Poet in America (1926)
Contexto: Most of the good poetry, as I have said, has appeared in pamphlet form before the poet was known to the public. It is utterly impossible to make an income from verse, and one must win his worldly standing, and earn his living some other way. One of the most distinguished of the Middle Western poets supports himself by writing a movie column once a day. I do not know a poet in the Anglo-Saxon world who makes his living by poetry. Every single one of them makes his living in some other way.

“Their very names will breathe poetry forever.”

What It Means to Be a Poet in America (1926)
Contexto: There were three great Virginia poets in the very beginning — George Washington, Patrick Henry, Thomas Jefferson. “What!” you say. “We do not even know the names of their publishers. They were not poets!”
Well, how do you know? Did you ever really read them? What do you know about it? Their very names will breathe poetry forever.

“There were three great Virginia poets in the very beginning — George Washington, Patrick Henry, Thomas Jefferson.”

What It Means to Be a Poet in America (1926)
Contexto: There were three great Virginia poets in the very beginning — George Washington, Patrick Henry, Thomas Jefferson. “What!” you say. “We do not even know the names of their publishers. They were not poets!”
Well, how do you know? Did you ever really read them? What do you know about it? Their very names will breathe poetry forever.

“Whenever I begin to write a poem or draw a picture I am, in imagination, if not in reality, back in my room where I began to draw pen-and-ink pictures and write verses in my seventeenth year.”

What It Means to Be a Poet in America (1926)
Contexto: Whenever I begin to write a poem or draw a picture I am, in imagination, if not in reality, back in my room where I began to draw pen-and-ink pictures and write verses in my seventeenth year. Both windows of the room look down on the great Governor’s Yard of Illinois. This yard is a square block, a beautiful park. Our house is on so high a hill I can always look down upon the governor. Among my very earliest memories are those of seeing old Governor Oglesby leaning on his cane, marching about, calling his children about him.

“Except the Christ be born again tonight
In dreams of all men, saints and sons of shame,
The world will never see his kingdom bright.”

Star Of My Heart (1913)
Contexto: Except the Christ be born again tonight
In dreams of all men, saints and sons of shame,
The world will never see his kingdom bright.
Stars of all hearts, lead onward thro' the night
Past death-black deserts, doubts without a name,
Past hills of pain and mountains of new sin
To that far sky where mystic births begin,
Where dreaming ears the angel-song shall win.

“I have sung my songs to my own tunes”

What It Means to Be a Poet in America (1926)
Contexto: I have sung my songs to my own tunes for most of the English departments of the state universities of the forty-eight states of the nation, and the English departments of other universities and colleges; and I have been recalled to many of these seven and eight times, which matters are a source of great pride to me. And I have brought out three books where the songs were based on my own pen-and-ink pictures.

“Most years I owe no money and I have no money.”

What It Means to Be a Poet in America (1926)
Contexto: Most years I owe no money and I have no money. Every university pays my way to the next town. That’s about all. No poet has ever made any money out of having his poetry published, and no poet ever will. If the fee is two hundred dollars, it is one hundred dollars for coming to town and one hundred for leaving inside of twenty-four hours. There has been no poetry in the history of the world that has made money for the poet. The New Poetry Movement began when Abel made a more acceptable sacrifice than Cain; but the sacrifice of Abel was not intended as a money-making idea. On the last great day, when Gabriel blows his trumpet, even if he blows it in sonnets, he will not do it for the money that is in it. If he does do it for the cash he will not be Gabriel and it will not be the last great day. It will be a second-rate Hollywood movie of the last great day, and business will continue as usual.

“On the last great day, when Gabriel blows his trumpet, even if he blows it in sonnets, he will not do it for the money that is in it. If he does do it for the cash he will not be Gabriel and it will not be the last great day.”

What It Means to Be a Poet in America (1926)
Contexto: Most years I owe no money and I have no money. Every university pays my way to the next town. That’s about all. No poet has ever made any money out of having his poetry published, and no poet ever will. If the fee is two hundred dollars, it is one hundred dollars for coming to town and one hundred for leaving inside of twenty-four hours. There has been no poetry in the history of the world that has made money for the poet. The New Poetry Movement began when Abel made a more acceptable sacrifice than Cain; but the sacrifice of Abel was not intended as a money-making idea. On the last great day, when Gabriel blows his trumpet, even if he blows it in sonnets, he will not do it for the money that is in it. If he does do it for the cash he will not be Gabriel and it will not be the last great day. It will be a second-rate Hollywood movie of the last great day, and business will continue as usual.

“Star of my heart, I follow from afar.”

Star Of My Heart (1913)
Contexto: Star of my heart, I follow from afar.
Sweet Love on high, lead on where shepherds are,
Where Time is not, and only dreamers are.
Star from of old, the Magi-Kings are dead
And a foolish Saxon seeks the manger-bed.
O lead me to Jehovah's child
Across this dreamland lone and wild,
Then will I speak this prayer unsaid,
And kiss his little haloed head—
"My star and I, we love thee, little child."

“All hearts of the earth shall find new birth
And wake, no more to sin.”

Star Of My Heart (1913)
Contexto: Our Christmas shall be rare at dawning there,
And each shall find his brother fair,
Like a little child within:
All hearts of the earth shall find new birth
And wake, no more to sin.

“Poetry is for the inner ear”

A Poet in America (1935)

“I will not be a slave to my yesterday. I am creator, not a parrot.”

Letter quoted in The West Going Heart (1959) by Eleonor Ruggles

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