Bob Dylan and His Poetic Gift
A look at Bob Dylan's contribution to the world of literature that brought him a Nobel Prize.
By NATALIA V. OSIPOVA and JON PARELES on Publish Date October 13, 2016. Photo by Niels Meilvang/European Pressphoto Agency. Watch in Times Video »Half a century ago, Bob Dylan shocked the music world by plugging in an electric guitar and alienating folk purists. For decades he continued to confound expectations, selling millions of records with dense, enigmatic songwriting.
Now, Mr. Dylan, the poet laureate of the rock era, has been rewarded with the Nobel Prize in Literature, an honor that elevates him into the company of T. S. Eliot, Gabriel García Márquez, Toni Morrison and Samuel Beckett.
Mr. Dylan, 75, is the first musician to win the award, and his selection on Thursday is perhaps the most radical choice in a history stretching back to 1901. In choosing a popular musician for the literary world’s highest honor, the Swedish Academy, which awards the prize, dramatically redefined the boundaries of literature, setting off a debate about whether song lyrics have the same artistic value as poetry or novels.
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Some prominent writers celebrated Mr. Dylan’s literary achievements, including Stephen King, Joyce Carol Oates and Salman Rushdie, who called Mr. Dylan “the brilliant inheritor of the bardic tradition,” adding, “Great choice.”
Continue reading the main storyBut others called the academy’s decision misguided and questioned whether songwriting, however brilliant, rises to the level of literature.
“Bob Dylan winning a Nobel in Literature is like Mrs Fields being awarded 3 Michelin stars,” the novelist Rabih Alameddine wrote on Twitter. “This is almost as silly as Winston Churchill.”
Jodi Picoult, a best-selling novelist, snarkily asked, “I’m happy for Bob Dylan, #ButDoesThisMeanICanWinAGrammy?”
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Many musicians praised the choice with a kind of awe. On Twitter, Rosanne Cash, the songwriter and daughter of Johnny Cash, wrote simply: “Holy mother of god. Bob Dylan wins the Nobel Prize.”
But some commentators bristled. Two youth-oriented websites, Pitchfork and Vice, both ran columns questioning whether Mr. Dylan was an appropriate choice for the Nobel.
As the writer of classic folk and protest songs like “Blowin’ in the Wind” and “The Times They Are a-Changin’,” as well as Top 10 hits including “Like a Rolling Stone,” Mr. Dylan is an unusual Nobel winner. The first American to win the prize since Ms. Morrison in 1993, he is studied by Oxford dons and beloved by presidents.
Yet instead of appearing at the standard staid news conference arranged by a publisher, Mr. Dylan was in Las Vegas on Thursday for a performance at a theater there. By late afternoon, Mr. Dylan had not commented on the honor.
Mr. Dylan has often sprinkled literary allusions into his music and cited the influence of poetry on his lyrics, and has referenced Arthur Rimbaud, Paul Verlaine and Ezra Pound. He has also published poetry and prose, including his 1971 collection, “Tarantula,” and “Chronicles: Volume One,” a memoir published in 2004. His collected lyrics from 1961-2012 are due out on Nov. 1 from Simon & Schuster.
Literary scholars have long debated whether Mr. Dylan’s lyrics can stand on their own as poetry, and an astonishing volume of academic work has been devoted to parsing his music. The Oxford Book of American Poetry included his song “Desolation Row,” in its 2006 edition, and Cambridge University Press released “The Cambridge Companion to Bob Dylan” in 2009, further cementing his reputation as a brilliant literary stylist.
Billy Collins, the former United States poet laureate, argued that Mr. Dylan deserved to be recognized not merely as a songwriter, but as a poet.
“Most song lyrics don’t really hold up without the music, and they aren’t supposed to,” Mr. Collins said in an interview. “Bob Dylan is in the 2 percent club of songwriters whose lyrics are interesting on the page even without the harmonica and the guitar and his very distinctive voice. I think he does qualify as poetry.”
In giving the literature prize to Mr. Dylan, the academy may also be recognizing that the gap has closed between high art and more commercial creative forms.
“It’s literature, but it’s music, it’s performance, it’s art, it’s also highly commercial,” said David Hajdu, a music critic for The Nation who has written extensively about Mr. Dylan and his contemporaries. “The old categories of high and low art, they’ve been collapsing for a long time, but this is it being made official.”
In previous years, writers and publishers have grumbled that the prize often goes to obscure writers with clear political messages over more popular figures. But in choosing someone so well known, and so far outside of established literary traditions, the academy seems to have swung far into the other direction, bestowing prestige on a popular artist who already had plenty of it.
It’s not the first time it has stretched the definition of literature. In 1953, Winston Churchill received the prize, in part as recognition of the literary qualities of his soaring political speeches and “brilliant oratory in defending exalted human values,” according to the academy. And many were surprised last year, when the prize went to the Belarussian journalist Svetlana Alexievich, whose deeply reported narratives draw on oral history.
In its citation, the Swedish Academy credited Mr. Dylan with “having created new poetic expressions within the great American song tradition.”
Sara Danius, a literary scholar and the permanent secretary of the 18-member academy, which called Mr. Dylan “a great poet in the English-speaking tradition” and compared him to Homer and Sappho, whose work was delivered orally. Asked if the decision to award the prize to a musician signaled a broadening in the definition of literature, Ms. Danius responded, “The times they are a-changing, perhaps.”
Mr. Dylan, whose original name is Robert Allen Zimmerman, was born on May 24, 1941, in Duluth, Minn. He emerged on the New York music scene in 1961 as an artist in the tradition of Woody Guthrie, singing protest songs and strumming an acoustic guitar in clubs and cafes in Greenwich Village.
But from the start, Mr. Dylan stood out for dazzling lyrics and an oblique songwriting style that made him a source of fascination for artists and critics. In 1963, the folk group Peter, Paul and Mary reached No. 2 on the Billboard pop chart with a version of “Blowin’ in the Wind,” whose ambiguous refrains evoked Ecclesiastes.
Within a few years, Mr. Dylan was confounding the very notion of folk music, with ever more complex songs and moves toward a more rock ’n’ roll sound. In 1965, he played with an electric rock band at the Newport Folk Festival, provoking a backlash from fans who accused him of selling out.
After reports of a motorcycle accident in 1966 near his home in Woodstock, N.Y., Mr. Dylan withdrew further from public life but remained intensely fertile as a songwriter. His voluminous archives, showing his working process through thousands of pages of songwriting drafts, were acquired this year by institutions in Tulsa, Okla.
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His 1975 album “Blood on the Tracks” was interpreted as a supremely powerful account of the breakdown of a relationship, but just four years later the Christian themes of “Slow Train Coming” divided critics. His most recent two albums were chestnuts of traditional pop that had been associated with Frank Sinatra.
Since 1988, Mr. Dylan has toured almost constantly, inspiring an unofficial name for his itinerary, the Never Ending Tour. Last weekend, he played the first of two performances at Desert Trip, a festival in Indio, Calif., that also featured the Rolling Stones, Paul McCartney and other stars of the 1960s. He is scheduled to return on Friday for the festival’s second weekend.
“As the ’60s wore on,” Giles Harvey wrote in The New York Review of Books in 2010, “Dylan grew increasingly frustrated with what he came to regard as the pious sloganeering and doctrinaire leftist politics of the folk milieu.” He “began writing a kind of visionary nonsense verse, in which the rough, ribald, lawless America of the country’s traditional folk music collided with a surreal ensemble of characters from history, literature, legend, the Bible, and many other places besides.”
Mr. Dylan’s many albums, which the Swedish Academy described as having “a tremendous impact on popular music,” include “Bringing It All Back Home” and “Highway 61 Revisited” (1965), “Blonde on Blonde” (1966), “Blood on the Tracks” (1975), “Oh Mercy” (1989), “Time Out Of Mind” (1997), “‘Love and Theft’” (2001) and “Modern Times” (2006). His 38 studio albums have sold 125 million copies around the world.
The academy added: “Dylan has the status of an icon. His influence on contemporary music is profound, and he is the object of a steady stream of secondary literature.”
Mr. Dylan’s many honors include Grammy, Academy and Golden Globe awards. He was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1988, won a special Pulitzer Prize in 2008 and was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom in 2012.
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The Nobel comes with a prize of 8 million Swedish kronor, or just over $900,000. The literature prize is given for a lifetime of writing rather than for a single work.
“Today, everybody from Bruce Springsteen to U2 owes Bob a debt of gratitude,” President Obama said at the medal ceremony. “There is not a bigger giant in the history of American music. All these years later, he’s still chasing that sound, still searching for a little bit of truth. And I have to say that I am a really big fan.”
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■ Yoshinori Ohsumi, a Japanese cell biologist, was awarded the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine on Oct. 3 for his discoveries on how cells recycle their content, a process known as autophagy, a Greek term for “self-eating.”
■ David J. Thouless, F. Duncan M. Haldane and J. Michael Kosterlitz shared the Nobel Prize in Physics on Oct. 4 for their research into the bizarre properties of matter in extreme states.
■ Jean-Pierre Sauvage, J. Fraser Stoddart and Bernard L. Feringa shared the Nobel Prize in Chemistry on Oct. 5 for development of molecular machines, the world’s smallest mechanical devices.
■ President Juan Manuel Santos of Colombia was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize on Friday for pursuing a deal to end 52 years of conflict with the Revolutionary Armed Forces of Colombia, or FARC, the longest-running war in the Americas.
■ Oliver Hart and Bengt Holmstrom were awarded the Nobel Memorial Prize in Economic Science on Monday for their work on improving the design of contracts, the deals that bind together employers and their workers, or companies and their customers.
Because of an editing error, an earlier version of this article referred incorrectly to the author of a 2013 Op-Ed essay arguing that Bob Dylan should receive a Nobel Prize. The author, Bill Wyman, is a journalist, not a former Rolling Stones bassist who has the same name.

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Maude
New York October 13, 2016Although I can't say that I have immense respect for the Nobel Prize for literature (too many unjustified awards, too many glaring omissions—Curchill got it; Borges didn't, for instance), I find this profoundly moving.
Dylan not only "created new poetic expressions within the great American song tradition." It goes far beyond our song tradition. He traces a direct line from Walt Whitman to the present. "Genius" is a suspect category, but someone who has reinvented himself and his art so many times (someone who, truly, contains multitudes) deserves it. We love you, Bobby...
Harleymom
Adirondacks October 13, 2016Really? A pop star wins the Nobel? There are SO many fine writers of literature out there working hard, changing lives, & not making millions. Establish a Nobel for music if that's what's wanted. These comments will come as heresy to Dylan fans, but if wild musical popularity is what has come to qualify someone for a Nobel prize, then what about ABBA? Madonna? The Beatles? The Rolling Stones?
Richard Grayson
Brooklyn, NY October 13, 2016American writers have had a long drought in winners of the Nobel Prize for Literature, mostly because the award's selectors feel that most U.S. writers focus don't speak to most of the world. In Bob Dylan, they have picked a writer who appeals to people all over the planet. He honors our country with his work.
jbtodsttoe
wynnewood October 13, 2016I am a lifelong Dylan fan, since my adolescence in the '70s. Dylan undoubtedly changed the way songs are written, for the better. But songs are not literature. And his legitimate literary output, while including the praiseworthy memoir "Chronicles I," is scant and in no way worthy of such recognition. Right now I'm in Yokohama watching a news broadcast on the announcement. Many Japanese fans of fiction writer Haruki Murakami anxiously await the announcement each year, as the writer has been perennially short-listed. In response to the announcement of Dylan as this year's winner, a Tokyo bookstore immediately replaced its table display of books BY Murakami with books ABOUT Dylan. That, I suppose, illustrates as well as anything my point.
R.F.
Shelburne Falls, MA October 13, 2016I started listening to Dylan in 1964. I was 13 or 14. It wasn't the so-called protest songs that impressed me the most. It was the songs about relationships, both loving and revengeful that got me hooked: "She Belongs To Me", "Love Minus Zero No Limit", "Visions of Johanna", "Idiot Wind", and more recently, "Girl From The Red River Shore" and so many others thru the decades. Love songs are probably one of our oldest forms of literature and it's high time Bob was recognized like this
Martha Alston
Rembert, SC October 13, 2016This is just what our country needed in these dark times. Bob Dylan speaks to our hearts, and our hearts are made glad! Congratulations!
JP
Stratford, CT October 13, 2016Woke up this morning to this incredible news. What an affirmation of Dylan's amazingly deep and vast body of work! His words have been an important part of my life since the early 1960s – and for so many of us who knew him first as the folkie acolyte of Woody Guthrie.
It just goes to show how prescient the New York Times was in their September 1967 review of the documentary "Don't Look Back" when film critic Donal Henahan wrote, "It will be a good joke on us all if, in 50 years or so, Dylan is regarded as a significant figure in English poetry." Remember, you read it here first!
I imagine Mr. Dylan smiling at all the vitriol he used to receive...
T Leonard
NYC October 13, 2016Shadows are falling and I been here all day
It's too hot to sleep and time is running away
Feel like my soul has turned into steel
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal
There's not even room enough to be anywhere
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there
Well my sense of humanity is going down the drain
Behind every beautiful thing, there's been some kind of pain
She wrote me a letter and she wrote it so kind
She put down in writin' what was in her mind
I just don't see why I should even care
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there
Well I been to London and I been to gay Paree
I followed the river and I got to the sea
I've been down to the bottom of a whirlpool of lies
I ain't lookin' for nothin' in anyone's eyes
Sometimes my burden is more than I can bear
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there
I was born here and I'll die here, against my will
I know it looks like I'm movin' but I'm standin' still
Every nerve in my body is so naked and numb
I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from
Don't even hear the murmur of a prayer
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there
Bob Dylan - Not Dark Yet
Bob
East Jesus,Utah October 13, 2016What a joke.
JimBob
Los Angeles October 13, 2016A brilliant choice.
Doug Terry/2016
Maryland October 13, 2016Dylan took a bulldozer to tradition and pushed it aside, even while he arrived by hiding inside the folk music (revival) tradition that ultimately proved too limiting and, had he stayed in that genre, would have killed him and his creativity by making him a creature of a precious, narrow concept and a small group of fans who sought "authenticity" from musicians who would have had to imitate it because they were city "folkies:, not of the earth, the mountains and the hollers, from which American folk music sprang.
Dylan is only Dylan and if you can't take it, step aside, Mam. His life and his words are an embodiment of that message: let me be me. Well, if you won't let me, I'm going to do it anyway. He understood intrinsically that life is a continual struggle against social conformity and norms that are imposed by everyone around and no struggle less vital than that of an artist looking for freedom of expression and, even more, freedom of being.
His early explosion onto the rock music scene, as filmed in "Don't Look Back", was an explosion of social counter measures designed to get him a foothold in the world where he wanted to live. All these years later, he's still there, still free and still defining what it is he wants to be and say, whether you like it or not. That's Nobel Prize territory, baby blue.
Whit Baker
Lexington, KY October 13, 2016I was sixteen, in my Eastern KY home, a carport become living room, watching Friday Night Videos... I almost fell back in my chair! Knocked out loaded, by lyrics! Bob taught me how to read, and how to read what I see. Thank you, Bob
Clyde Wynant
is a trusted commenter Pittsburgh October 13, 2016I have loved Dylan since a childhood friend stuck a record player in his window and we listened as we shot baskets outside. At some point we stopped and just listened. I'm still listening today. Just last week I pushed the "Blonde on Blonde" CD into the player in my car and sang along to "Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands." I don't know what "With your mercury mouth in the missionary times. And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes." means per se, but to me, it is poetry - pure, simple and evocative.
g
New York, NY October 13, 2016I'm sorry, but this is a slap in the face to literary writers everywhere, many of whom toil in relative obscurity all their lives, and some of whom literally risk their lives to write and publish their work. I can see now why the Nobel committee took an extra week to announce this decision--likely some members vehemently disagreed with the choice. I would've been one of them. Dylan is already a millionaire many times over, so he doesn't need the money, and you can't argue that his work needs the spotlight the Nobel shines. Has he been an important influence on American poetry? Nope. (Music, sure, but not poetry, per se.) Are there better poets in the world, even in America? You bet. And today they are feeling something the Nobel Prize in Literature should never cause: discouragement.
Rich
Colorado Springs, CO October 13, 2016Finally, some news in this world to laugh and sing and dance to...
Richard Scott
California October 13, 2016My children listened over the years to Dylan in the house, and had to put up with my daily invocation, rolling their eyes as I shouted over the music: "Bob Dylan is the greatest singer-songwriter of his, or any other generation, past or future...and that settles it."
Now...you know what?
I guess he is.
I can die happy; a great justice has been done.
I implore the world to close their eyes, turn up the Jimi Hendrix cover of "All Along the Watchtower", and see what haunting images emerge. Or wait for the isolated power of the single kick-drum that starts "Like A Rolling Stone", or follow the sketch of thwarted dreams in "I Pity The Poor Immigrant".
Dylan conducted a ruthless self-interrogation in verse. But he also reflected his time, a time of war, of great uncertainty in America. He both reflected the protest and anti-war projects in the 60's, but also the timelessness of the struggle of men in a given place. You have only to read the lyrics to "Blowin' in the Wind" to know that a poet was among us, speaking through the ages, from a single place, with us, and we were so astoundingly lucky to be brought along, to see ourselves revealed, and our hopes, understood.
Southern Boy
The Volunteer State October 13, 2016Doesn't take a weatherman to know which way the wind blows
Sswank
Dallas Tx. October 13, 2016I think it's great, but Dylan would be the first to tell you he's a songwriter and not a poet. I take some smug satisfaction at his certain ambivalence about receiving this, or any other accolades afforded him. Wish I was half that humble, or brilliant.
Red O. Greene
Albuquerque, NM, USA October 13, 2016They let him out in '71
He lost a little weight
But he dressed like Jimmy Cagney
And, man, he did look great!
Joyce Carol who?
Philip who?
Oh, never mind.
JG
New England October 13, 2016What happy news in a bleak time. His lyrics are more powerful, more prescient and more relevant than ever. How many times can a man turn his head/And pretend that he just doesn't see - indeed.
altecocker
The Sea Ranch October 13, 2016I just saw Dylan last weekend at Coachella. Because of my political bent, he has been a hero since, well, forever. He and Woody Guthrie and Joan Baez etc. He came out on stage in a semi-strange outfit, vertically striped pants, a black tuxedo jacket and a kind of pork pie hat. No conversation, no hello, no nothing. He launched into his set which had a lot of the old songs but in vastly altered states, different melodies, changed words and inflections. Virtually everything was filtered through his now favorite country blues/rock lens. He opened with Everybody Must Get Stoned and it was maybe 20-30 seconds before I recognized what he was playing, it was so different. Mostly he played piano, only an occasional harmonica riff when he stood up. No guitar. I guess I applauded because he was Dylan and I knew that this was the last time I would ever see him perform, unless he wants to come to my living room.
So the bloom is well off that rose. If the Nobel Committee had his early work in mind, this is a well deserved award. Most everything post-1975 is difficult to listen to and clearly inferior to the earlier albums.
Bill
Beijing October 13, 2016I just walked over to Carl Schurz Park, and I swear I saw Einstein there, disguised as Robin Hood, with his memories in a trunk. He broke out his electric violin and we all celebrated this great news.
Deb Schmidt
San Antonio, TX October 13, 2016It makes me very happy to read this. As a (retired) English teacher I remember many discussions with colleagues about the canon of literature. Many felt it should be static but to some of us, literature reflects the dynamic world in which we live. Literature takes on many forms and recognizing Dylan's genius gives this credence. Bob Dylan is an excellent choice.
Carlos Fiancé
Oak Park, Il October 13, 2016Prompted by Dylan's take on Leonard Cohen in the New Yorker, my wife and I were listening to streaming Dylan. The stream started out with It's Not Dark Yet, a brooding reflection on mortality, but then went off the rails with a couple of overproduced songs from the 80s. Oh well, we agreed, nobody's perfect. But when he was, and is, "on", there are few who come close to his marriages of poetry and music, the aforementioned Cohen being one. Well done, committee.
Gail Terry
Miami October 13, 2016His work is the best of the oral tradition in poetry. This is a wonderful choice.
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