"The Walk," a meditation on walking and on the literature of walking, ruminates on this pervasive, even commonplace, modern image. It is not so much an argument as a journey along the path of literature, noting the occasions and settings, the pleasures and possibilities of different types of walking - through the country or city, during day or night, alone or with someone - and the literatures - the poems, essays, stories, novels, and diaries - walking has produced.
Jeffrey C. Robinson's discussion is less criticism than appreciation: with an autobiographical bent, he leads the reader through Romantic, modern, and contemporary literature to show us the shared pleasures of reading, writing, and walking.
This short, accessible study is probably most useful as a source compendium for those wishing to read Romantic poems and essays relating to walking. Robinson's analysis itself is not particularly deep. Particularly weak is his inclusion of later, non-Romantic texts and especially art, concerning which he does not seem expert.
Does this Giacometti sculpture scream "genitals" to you? Aside from the fact that it depicts walking I don't see how it merits inclusion in this book.