in his now well known 1962 essay "The New Poetry, or Beyond the Gentility Principle." Identifying the misguided faith of the English in normality (the principle of good manners), Alvarez asked contemporary poets to open themselves to the awarenesses of modern history, both political and intellectual. "The forcible recognition of a mass evil outside us," he stated, ''has developed precisely parallel with psychoanalysis; that is, with the recognition of the way in which the same forces are at work within us." Alvarez called for a poetry written in the elemental clarity of these basic facts. These issues inform some of the most important English verse to be written in the 1960s, although not all poets resolve the problems in his terms.
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The most interesting poems of Larkin's The Whitsun Weddings (1964) elude the blandishments of gentility and engage the crisis Alvarez definedfor Larkin a critical point at which poetry always finds itself. "At this unique distance from isolation," Larkin writes in an Auden-like discourse on the poet's social contingency, "It becomes still more difficult to find / Words at once true and kind, / Or not untrue and not unkind." The Old English style of litotes (negating the contrary) is a form of understatement, which here both concedes and defies the awful truth, affirming the humanist wish to resist it through the antithetical powers of poetry. These powers translate the subject of "MCMXIV," Larkin's poem on the outbreak of the Great War, into the unpronounceable silence of the Roman numerals in its title.
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Unspeakable, these archaic letters provide a powerful coadjutor to the atrocity of mass war, and they promise an oppositional force in the English language of the verse that follows. How forceful is this opposition? "Never such innocence, / Never before or since," Larkin concludes, as he envisions that last moment, the climacteric of the premodern, with
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The very resistance of human language to the fury and mire of human veins causes the poem, in the actual fabric of its images, to lose touch with the dire reality, and, in its imaginative attention, to lapse into the single vision of golden age nostalgia.
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