Dennis Zhou

Voyeur or visionary?

Miller shouldn’t be remembered only for smut, argues John Burnside. He belongs in the radical tradition of great American seers

issue 14 April 2018

Few writers seem less deserving of resuscitation than Henry Miller. When the Scottish poet and novelist John Burnside was asked to contribute the latest volume of Princeton’s ‘Writers on Writers’ series, he planned to choose Marianne Moore, a clearer influence on his poetry. Miller was too messy. A non-conformist and autodidact, his most famous novel, Tropic of Cancer, opened the door to literary obscenity, and also gave him the reputation of a pornographer. Burnside admits that he wrote the book less from a conscious decision than ‘out of need’.

To his credit, he does not skirt Miller’s notoriety, nor does he deny that much of his subject’s erotic writing is ‘embarrassing’. He does, however, announce that he will focus not on the ‘sex maverick’, but introduce in due course the ‘unhappy son’, the ‘dignified old man’, and most importantly, the ‘voyant’. To appreciate Miller is not to read him selectively but to understand why a writer who championed self-liberation could have made the mistake of equating it with the degradation of women.

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