I had an additional reason for
LEVERAGING LEVI-STRAUSS recently. For some time I’ve been meaning
to get around to reading THE POETICS OF MYTH by Russian scholar
Eleazar Meletinsky. I purchased the book purely because I was
intrigued by the title, not knowing anything about the genesis of the
project or the author’s background. The title suggests that the
author means to produce a poetics for mythology, arguably humankind’s
first literature, in a manner analogous to Aristotle formulating his
Poetics for Greek art.
I had scanned a few sections of
POETICS, though, and I noted that the author expressed an uncritical
admiration for Claude Levi-Strauss. This did not in my opinion bode
well, but before delving into Meletinsky I wanted to be as grounded
as possible—or at least as grounded as I could tolerate—in
Levi-Strauss’s work. Now that I have a solid grasp of the French
anthropologist’s methodology, I can better understand why this
Russian theorist admires him, and how I think that predilection hurts
his theory.
Meletinsky’s project is to provide a
broad overview of the many ways in which scholars have sought to
explain the nature of archaic myth, with some additional material
discussing the use of myth in modern literature. (This justifies the
inclusion of scholars who are literary rather than religious
scholars, such as Northrop Frye.) Meletinsky provides a substantially
accurate timeline of the development of myth-analysis, beginning, as
do similar timelines, with the 15th-century writer
Giambattista Vico. Meletinsky even makes Vico into a sort of
“founding figure” for myth-studies:
Vico’s philosophy of myth also
contains in embryo … almost all of the main tendencies of later
mythological studies… Herder and the Romantic poeticization of myth
and folklore; the link between myth and poetic language analyzed by
Max Muller, A.A. Potebnja, and Ernst Cassirer; the theory of
survivals associated with English anthropology; the work of the
folklore historians; and even distant allusions to Durkheim’s
collective representations and Levy-Bruhl’s notion of primitive
rationality—p. 7.
This is an appealing “cultural myth”
on its own, even if Meletinsky expresses the vaguely Marxist idea
that Vico had these vital insights because his native land of Italy
was “undergoing a general and political decline” in that
historical era. The “main tendencies” that the author finds in
Vico divide into “two contrasting schools of myth interpretation”
in the latter half of the nineteenth century. One of these schools
Meletinsky calls “the anthropological school,” whose method
inheres in “comparative ethnography.” He doesn’t apply a
specific name to the other school but aligns it with Romanticism and
linguistic analyses. For my own convenience I will rename them as the
Synchronic School and the Diachronic School.
Followers of the Synchronic School are
focused upon studying material in a particular time frame. They
either collect data about traditional tribal-style societies “in
the field” or collate data derived from such anthropological
investigations. The “field” types would include such thinkers as Tylor, Malinowski, Levy-Bruhl, Durkheim, and Levi-Strauss,
while the armchair analysts would include Frazer and the Cambridge
Ritualist School.
The Diachronic School is more concerned
with taking the long view of myth in many different and often
contrasting cultures, seeking to come to grips with the essence of
myth as a human activity. Of the figures Meletinsky names, this
school includes Herder, Schegel, Nietzsche, Cassirer, Langer, Frye,
Jung and Eliade.
A foreword remarks that the author may
have received some hostile scrutiny from Soviet authorities because
“any book or theory that privileged thought—the “superstructure”
in Marxist jargon—at the experience of empirical contingencies and
economic infrastructure was not readily welcomed in Soviet ideology.”
I admit that Meletinsky doesn’t come off like a driveling
Marxmallow, but some of his remarks suggest that he still had more
concern with “empirical contingencies” than with the “poetry”
that his book is supposedly concerned with. For instance, he faults
Frye for an “anti-historical undercurrent’ (p. 87). Yet he has no
problem with Roland Barthes for diminishing myth in favor of
“acknowledging the primacy of history” (p. 69). When he began
claiming, erroneously, that Cassirer had failed to logically
distinguish the form of myth from the forms of literature and
philosophy, I quit reading the book.
Meletinsky’s bias toward historicism
and the Synchronic School reveal a critical inability to think of
myth as a poetic activity, which inability renders his book’s title
fatuous. He has almost zero interest in the ways in which myths
appeared in the literature of Greeks and Romans, Babylonians and
Egyptians, and pole-vaults over centuries of art so that he can
address the use of myth in Modenist literature. (He does work in some
desultory comments on Defoe and various Romantics.) But even
Aristotle’s offhand comparison between the tragedies of his time
and old traditions of “goat-songs” is more poetically insightful
than anything Meletinsky writes.
Given my voluminous postings on writers
like Jung, Frye and Cassirer, plainly I’m as much of the Diachronic
Party as Meletinsky is of the Synchronic one. I’m not for a moment
claiming that everything those worthies wrote was flawless, and at
the very least the approach of the more data-oriented writers might
serve as a check on over-Romantic tendencies. But it takes an extreme
narrowness of vision to imagine that one can speak meaningfully of
the link between myth and poetry without writing SOMETHING about the
archaic origins of both.
Of course, one can only approach such
origins diachronically, synthesizing general tendencies from such
fragmented data as cave paintings and early hieroglyphs. But even if
by some miracle we knew more about the general origins of myth and
art, such knowledge does not change the fact that myth is not
determined by history. Yes, one must presume that every story has
come into being within historical time, even when we do not know just
when. But the elements making up the stories—elements I’ll call
“tropes” for simplicity’s sake—are ahistorical, arising and
combining in endless chimerical ways according to the needs of a
given audience. Even Levi-Strauss’s tedious anatomical dissections
of countless archaic tales don’t testify to the abstruse
“mathematics” that Levi-Strauss hypothesizes. Rather, such tales
reveal the actions of innumerable nameless storytellers, seeking to
please their audiences with patterns and pleasures.
I won’t repeat in detail my
conviction that mythology depends upon the evocation of
epistemological patterns. But I will add that for tribal humans,
these patterns would be the essence of poetry; the fusion of the
objective and subjective worlds in which those humans lived. Stories
that relate that the sun is really a boat traversing the sky, or that
the world was made from the bones of a giant, don’t serve any
scientific purpose, nor at base do they serve the purpose of
Malinowski’s functionalism (to which Meletinsky seems strongly
allied). While myth-stories may eventually be used to support a given
culture’s social order, no teller of tales thinks to himself, “Hmm,
I think I’ll make up a story about that ball of light in the sky so
that this generation and those that follow will have a sense of
societal unity.” Nor would any audience listen to such stories for
any reason save that imaginative sojourns give them pleasure. One of
those pleasures includes the listeners imagining that the mysterious
non-human world is at least tinged with human sentiments and
priorities—and that may be the base origin of all of the tropes of
art and religion, which may precede those stories we moderns would
term “myths.” Meletinsky has a long section in POETICS. “The
Classic Forms of Myth,” which seems to be nothing but a haphazard
list of assorted mythological characters and situations, grounded in
the aforementioned functionalism. I suppose this may be his idea of a
diachronic overview, but even the most self-indulgent
myth-commentaries by Jung and Joseph Campbell are better thematically
organized. The author’s inability to discern the pleasurable
element in mythic stories keeps his book as distant from being a
“poetics of myth” as it’s possible for any single work to be.