I have always known what I wanted & done it!1
Edith Wharton was one of the most versatile writers of her time. Her career comprised so much more than the
novels,
novellas, and
short stories for which she is deservedly acclaimed. Indeed Wharton workedâand worked hugely successfully throughout her careerâacross a variety of other genres, most notably
poetry, drama, criticism and literary theory, travel, and autobiography, as well as writing on architecture and design. This diverse narrative has been obscured over the years, however, primarily by the fascination with Wharton as a novelist, and at times by the imposition of a series of restrictive, and often contradictory, scripts: the society novelist, the anti-modernist, the author who captured society in transition, the writer of New York, the chronicler of the elite, the grande dame, the first woman to win the
Pulitzer Prize for fiction, the writer who lost touch. On her death in August 1937, the literary world paid tribute to a
novelistâits scale of acclaim ranging from ânotedâ, âgreatâ, to âone of the greatestâ.
2 Many of Whartonâs
obituaries recorded very precisely the volume, but not the range of her output, observing that she had written thirty-eight books, with another collection of stories proof read and in the final publication stages at the time of her death, along with the unfinished, final novel,
The Buccaneers . Of that total, however (in fact forty-three books published in her
lifetime), a third fall outside the categories of
novels,
novellas, or
short stories. Include the numerous other texts that were uncollected or unpublishedânot least a series of
plays, scores of individual poems, and various unfinished memoirs, essays, and travel writingsâand it equates to an even more substantial and significant body of work. The stories of these other Edith Whartons, born through her extraordinary dexterity across a wide range of genres, and their impact on our understanding of her career, have not been fully told, and they are the focus of this study.
Whartonâs work was often radical, subversive, and transgressiveâthe full extent of which becomes clear only when viewing her oeuvre across its span of less familiar genres. The author who wrote about child prostitution, drug addiction, child suicide, blasphemy, vivisection, domestic abuse, illegitimacy, euthanasia, and incest would still come to be associated by the public with an antique image of âviolets and old laceâ.3 Whartonâs diversity of output was part of her radicalism. She could so easily have stuck to the success achieved in any one of a variety of genresâbut instead refused to allow her talent and creative vision to be curtailed. Her prowess across a range of genres spoke to this authorâs confidence and sense of authority on the one hand, and to her vision of artistic cohesion and connectedness on the other. (As will be seen repeatedly in this study, here was a writer who loathed any kind of short-cut.) It is often in the genres for which she is least well-known that Wharton is shown at her boldest, most adventurous, and most radicalâwhich in part explains why a full recognition of those characteristics of her work has been obscured. The author who penned the powerful critical volume The Writing of Fiction (1925) had indeed more than the writing of fiction to her name.
Wharton rebelled early. In many ways, the very act of writing as a young girl in the privileged, leisured society into which she was born was itself an act of rebellion. And that rebellion was advertised early. Of her first published poem, âOnly a Childâ (1879), which appeared in the New York World when she was seventeen, Wharton recalled sending a note to the editor in which she carefully explained that she âknew the rules of English versificationâ and âhad put in the extra syllables on purpose!â4 At seventeen, Edith Jones knew the formâand was prepared to transgress it. Before that obscuring gauze of âviolets and old laceâ was lowered, Whartonâs work caused fierce controversy. In November 1901, for example, Harperâs Monthly Magazine published her now little-read dramatic monologue, âMargaret of Cortonaâ, in which Margaret on her death bed makes a blasphemous confession to the priest that she would not have entered the convent had her lover lived: âI, who have known both loves, divine and human, / Think you I would not leave this Christ for that?â âHe was my Christ.â5 The Catholic Churchâs Margaret was fully repentant and duly canonised; Whartonâs dissatisfied Margaret was still teeming with physical desire and passion thwarted in a second-rate substitute life of the church. The poem caused outrage, with the Catholic press denouncing âa subtle love of evil in the literary worldâ, Whartonâs âshameful misrepresentationâ and her flagrant offence against âgood taste, historical accuracy, Catholic tradition, and Divine teachingâ: âMiss Wharton has erred.â6 The furore was such that by January 1902 the editor felt obliged to issue a fulsome apology for the âinjury to the religious sensibilitiesâ of readers, claiming historical ignorance on the part of both poet and editor, who ârather than have knowingly done the wrong, would have given up writing and editing altogetherâ.7 The idea that the cultured Wharton, who often spent months of every year in Italy, would be ignorant of an Italian saint about whom she was writing was almost as unconvincing as the notion she would lay down her pen. Wharton, like her Margaret, was evidently unrepentant, not only republishing the poem in her volume, Artemis to Actaeon (1909), but doing so without any amendments to appease âreligious sensibilitiesâ and atone for the âoffenceâ.
Only months before âMargaret of Cortonaâ was first published, The Shadow of a Doubtâa play Wharton scholars were unaware existed until 2016âappeared set for the Broadway stage, having been taken on by Charles Frohman, the leading producer of his age. The playâs startling theme was euthanasia, with its revelation that the character of Kate Derwent, formerly a professional nurse, had helped her husbandâs first wife to die, after she had begged for an end to her pain. By making Kate a figure of quiet integrity and honour who elects to give up her newly acquired life of luxury because her husband doubts that she acted out of compassion, Wharton refuses her audience an easy, unquestioning condemnatory stance, inviting instead recognition of euthanasia as a complex moral issue. To write a play pivoting on a theme of euthanasia for the commercial stage was brave and controversialâand the theme may offer one explanation for Frohmanâs production being abruptly shelved. Wharton would later include euthanasia as one of several plotlines in her novel, The Fruit of the Tree (1907), but its impact was partially blunted by a multiplicity of themes. It was Wharton as playwright who made the bolder artistic decision, one which professionally may have cost her a Broadway debut.
In her notebook, âQuaderno dello Studenteâ, begun in 1924, Wharton claimed as her motto a phrase from âThe Visionâ by seventeenth-century poet, Thomas Traherne: âOrder the beauty even of Beauty is.â8 Her novels, poems, and plays often illuminate the allure, but also the dangers, especially for women, of disorder, of crossing the threshold, of going âbeyondâ. Kate Derwentâs choice takes her from Londonâs affluent Park Lane to a drab lodging-house in the East End, as she struggles to find employment without a reference to attest to her character or professional skills. In the poem, âMay Marianâ, written when Wharton was only fourteen, a young womanâs naĂŻve choice to follow a man to London proves fatal. In the unfinished early novel Disintegration , the divorced Mrs Clephane is âbanned to a desert place outside the geography of the visiting-listâ,9 while âbeyondnessâ ultimately brings The House of Mirthâs Lily Bart to the shabby and dingy existence she most feared, on the ârubbish heapâ from which only chloral provides an effective release.10 âIn the established order of things as she knew themâ, reflects the narrator of Charity Royall in the closing stages of Summer (1917), âshe saw no place for her individual adventureâŚ.â11
In her non-fiction, however, Wharton is able to find space for and reward the individual adventure, to suggest guiding rules, but encourage flexibility within them. In The Writing of Fiction , the author deploys âOrder the beauty even of Beauty isâ as the volumeâs epigraph, yet directly warns against excessive prescription: âGeneral rules in art are useful chiefly as a lamp in a mine, or a hand-rail down a black stairway; they are necessary for the sake of the guidance th...