Stephen Spender, (1909–1995) a writer known for his ardent idealism, came of age during the 1930s, witness to the Depression, the Spanish Civil War, and World War II. His prodigious body of work includes nineteen poetry collections, criticism, travel books, essays, and the memoir World Within World (1951), remembered for its revealing sketches of W. H. Auden and Christopher Isherwood. Spender was knighted in 1983.

Photography by Humphrey Spender, courtesy of Rachel Spender.

On Fame and the Writer

An Essay

by Stephen Spender

Robert Craft once observed: “Next to Auden, the most abiding concern in the Journals is with what Spender sees as a lack of recognition.”* This remark surprised me a bit and if true, must show how demanding I am or how ungrateful, or both. But on reflection, Robert Craft’s remark seemed to provide me with a theme, which is that today—perhaps more than ever before in history—writers and artists may have two kinds of fame, one of which is as public figures whose names frequently appear in the press and on television, the other as the authors of works which are famous for their virtue as art.

It may happen that the first kind of fame—that of the man—may almost eclipse that of the work. And there are conditions in the present time—greater than previously—that tend to make this happen. Thus the writer or poet may feel recognized and unrecognized at the same time. Hence the sense of lack of recognition which Craft attributes to me, though I am not sure whether I myself recognize it.

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