In
the hierarchy of José Martí’s values, action comes first. In his notebook he writes: “Before assembling
a collection of my poems I would like to assemble a collection of my actions.”[1] Movement is a favorite term for him;
“movement” he claims “is contagious”[2] If much of the action of his life is
occupied with revolutionary agitation, political organization, and in the end,
armed struggle to achieve a democratic Cuba, little of this action is directly
reflected in his verse. In fact, Roberto
González Echevarría notes the near absence of politics and love in his
poetry[3]. This is an odd claim,
however. Stanzas drawn randomly for any
Martí volume are in fact fully flavored with love and politics and violence.
“Yesterday, at the art show,/I saw her, and yesterday/My heart from me
flew/After that woman to follow.”[4]
Though the section then takes a darker turn [“On the grim earth for the
weary/Grow neither violet nor thorn”] it is clear nevertheless that Martí, the
somewhat notorious lover, is writing as himself, not in the name of someone
else. The poems have a visionary tone;
the stanza that follows on the one just quoted is the one in which he predicts
his death. (“Don’t in darkness let me lie/With traitors to come undone:/I am
good and as the good die/I will die face to the sun.”[5]) Marti is a man of movement, and in his verse
the movement is crystallized, and in that crystal the action is reflected upon.
[1] Allen, Esther, ed. Jose Marti: Selected
Writings. New York: Penguin, 2002, Notebook 5 73
[2]
Ibid., Notebook 5 73
[3] Ibid.,
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[4] Marti, Vesos Sencillos Translated by Manuel A
Tellechea [1997] XXI, 71
[5]
Ibid.
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