Selected Poems

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Th|is collection by the prominent Soviet poet and prose-writer, winner of the USSR State Prize, Alexander Yashin (19113-1968) incluijies his best poems about his native Vologda country, its pictur-esquej beauty, the soldier's ordeals in the Second World War, which he suffered from the war's beginning to end, about conscience, kindn(ess and love.
Yaiifain is a lyrical poet, possessed of a sensitive heart, who knows the sadness of parting and loss, the restlessness of a seeking and doubting mind. The book is foreworded by his autobiographical articla "A Few Lines About My Roots", written specially for the forei® reader.
The prominent Soviet poet i|nd prose-writer, winner of the U^R State Prize, Alexander Yashin (19jl3-19?8), published more than 30 <|ol-leciions of verse during his lifetime, and also several books of stories. He was born in the North of Russia, an4 the life of this rigorous lahd, wit^h a stem beauty of its onvn, naturally, became the central theme of his... Tovább

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Th|is collection by the prominent Soviet poet and prose-writer, winner of the USSR State Prize, Alexander Yashin (19113-1968) incluijies his best poems about his native Vologda country, its pictur-esquej beauty, the soldier's ordeals in the Second World War, which he suffered from the war's beginning to end, about conscience, kindn(ess and love.
Yaiifain is a lyrical poet, possessed of a sensitive heart, who knows the sadness of parting and loss, the restlessness of a seeking and doubting mind. The book is foreworded by his autobiographical articla "A Few Lines About My Roots", written specially for the forei® reader.
The prominent Soviet poet i|nd prose-writer, winner of the U^R State Prize, Alexander Yashin (19jl3-19?8), published more than 30 <|ol-leciions of verse during his lifetime, and also several books of stories. He was born in the North of Russia, an4 the life of this rigorous lahd, wit^h a stem beauty of its onvn, naturally, became the central theme of his work.
"I was born and grew up", Yasiin wr(jite, "in Northern forest country, ambng hunters and trappers. 0ur roadless country is harsh, but full of poetic charm, and it keeps a^ive thq tales and legends from the rembte pa$t Many of my countrymen h&ve ne\fer seen a railway, but they h^ve flo^n in airplanes 1
"'My life path has been quité a roiigh one. I wanted to be a pjoet evejr since I was a schoolboy, but as fat^ would have it, I had first | to woifk as a librarian, teachér ánd journalist, then fight in the Navy jail through the war. Still and all, a^ a writer, I rely most heavily on ^y pe4sant antecedents."
"With years we acquire a need for greater inner concentration, for meditation and generalisation, w^ien evory new poem must rest on ^the experience of many years and fnot just a day or two. A poet passes though another puberty stage, a;s it were, with all its ^cursed questions' looming large again. It is more sdif-ficult to write at this time, but creative work also affords more joy. Feelings beeome deeper and keener, love for thé native land, and the native language mc^re pungent, the sensation of involvement in all life and all doings of jyour people and of responsibility foif everything is heightened. Tou wilh to be utterly truthful, more colfscience-guided, I would even say, and candid to yourself and to other people, as to a confessor. " Vissza