Natalya Gorbanevskaya : Selected Poems.

By: Gorbanevskaya, NatalyaContributor(s): Weissbort, DanielPublisher: Manchester : Carcanet Press Ltd., 2011Copyright date: ©2011Description: 1 online resource (139 pages)Content type: text Media type: computer Carrier type: online resourceISBN: 9781847773708Subject(s): Gorbanevska︠i︡a, Natalʹ︠i︡a -- Translations into English.;Russian poetry -- Translations into EnglishGenre/Form: Electronic books. Additional physical formats: Print version:: Natalya Gorbanevskaya : Selected PoemsDDC classification: 891.7144 LOC classification: PG3481.2.R15 -- A2 2011ebOnline resources: Click to View
Contents:
Front Cover -- About the Author -- Copyright -- Table of Contents -- Introduction -- Note on the Text -- From Poberezhye [Seaboard] (1956-66) -- On reading Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451 -- The fire in the oven's barely out -- Morning. A lively wind. The woods -- Concerto for orchestra -- My Fortinbras, poor brother -- I'll fill the oil lamp -- Why speak of disaster or beauty -- I do not chase rhymes, seeking glory -- Don't touch me! I scream at passers-by -- Nothing - neither fear -- Unfinished poem -- And mingling tears with the rain's sweetness -- On Twelfth Night, sings the cricket -- Don't destroy me, Lord -- Love, what nonsense -- Denying love -- Joyous Mozart with an oar -- In the madhouse -- You are my grief. Laugh then! -- In my own twentieth century -- You howl, you weep ad lib -- Feverish and sweating -- From Angel derevianny [Wooden Angel] (1967-71) -- Just music, nothing else -- What is forever, what does 'forever' mean? -- Preparing again to prolong his mortal span -- As brought to bay, the deer falls -- Curses! Joy! They write themselves! -- Darling, darling, astonished -- Hold out a handful of snow -- Forgive, forgive -- My love, in what region -- The train's French horn sweeps on -- The savage cold of a Russian winter -- From Tri tetradi stikhotvorenii [Three Notebooks of Poems] (1972-4) -- My Moscow, a waxen board -- Make haste, enjoy the oblique caress of the rain, the sunlight -- Drought, malevolent stepmother -- It was not I saved Warsaw then, or Prague after -- Investigating the herring head -- From Pereletaya snezhnuyu granitsu [Flying Over the Snowy Frontier] (1974-8) -- Time to think -- Decrepit Europe, your second childhood looming -- Do not chase phantoms -- My dear, what's happening -- From Chuzhie kamni [Alien Stones] (1979-82) -- This truth is a lie -- At that time, I fell for foreign poems.
He looked around, and his soul -- The untilled field is hemmed in the bonfires -- A year of dire predictions -- It got warmer and warmer -- From Peremennaya oblachnost' [Alternating Clouds] (1982-3) -- This little clay bird -- From Gde i kogda [Where and When] (1983-5) -- A poor fly in amber -- Epitaph (On the death of Vadim Delaunay) -- From Sed'maya kniga [Seventh Book] (1985-90) -- Notes for a discussion on statistics -- Where the pollen crowds -- From I ya zhila-byla [Once Upon a Time] (1992-4) -- This phrase from the experts' diagnosis -- Waiting for the end -- From Nabor [Type-setting] (1994-6) -- And my friend was sold for a bushel of wheat -- My head's badly arranged -- This groan of ours, this wail -- From Novye vos'mistishiya [New Eight-line] (1996) -- 7. The Russian language -- From Kto o chyom poyot [Who Sings What] (1996-7) -- Exegi monumentum -- From 13 vos'mistishii i eshche 67 stikhotvorenii [13 Eight-liners and 67 More Poems] (1997-9) -- The Russian 'no' -- From Poslednie stikhi togo veka [Last Poems of the Last Century] (1999-2000) -- My drink's neither hot, nor weak -- He Who let us sin and badmouth Him -- Time to stop -- Don't fear or grieve -- I don't see, hear, sensing -- We live - at times -- Telegraph Lane -- Blessed is the epic poet -- On the long, long rue Vaugirard -- There she is, myself -- But I was always -- Man, made in God's image -- Hey, comrade lords -- Notes of a Cold War veteran -- And as children -- And sacred inspiration -- 10 = 9 (In memory of the Oberiuty) -- Words float either here or there, scurrying -- A citizen? -- From Pindemonti -- You realise, don't you -- And at thirty-three -- Words are out? -- I read the list of ships… -- On the snow-frontier, eyelashes freeze to a column -- Like a shattered embrasure -- And He suffered, and for a moment -- A rickety dog kennel -- It happened in August -- Rien de rien.
Enough to pass -- Who's forgotten and what? -- '…not awful to die' -- No castles, parks -- Autobiographical -- And adding breath to the coal -- Self-parody -- Like a virtual hand-drill into a virtual wall -- from Another 13 eight-liners -- 1. A metro station -- 4. Socrates, you're a valorous man, but a lousy spouse -- Don't limp -- Mile by mile -- From Poema bez poemy [Poem without a Poem] (2001) -- Epigraph to the book Last Poems of the Last Century -- Romance -- Where it's not stamped down, measured -- The female sympathiser is certainly convivial -- If temples, cells and imperial chambers -- And correcting, improving -- A poem without a poem -- Dear inky one -- What can I not forget -- A cup, a dish, a spoon -- Yesterday's terrifying ferment -- With every passing day -- Nothing more, nothing less -- From Chainaya roza [Tea Rose] (2002-5) -- Between the roofs -- Against the glass pane, a knife -- And former misfortune, they say -- In the August sky, a flight of stars -- How, where, whence -- In the pale, empty dark -- My mother was born in Russia -- from Military eight-liners -- 1. Thanks to the hand, painstakingly tracing -- 7. What's happened to me -- 8. You'll say: everywhere -- 9. And here's a Russian problem -- 11. A review: how vague, the language -- 13. One-two-three-four-five -- What's he looking for -- Yesterday, the evenings -- from Square of discord -- 6. Enter, don't leave -- From Krugi po vode [Circles in the Water] (January 2006-August 2008) -- I exit at the Gare de l'Est -- What is it began to whisper -- Neither stubs of tails, line-ends, full stops -- Don't restrain yourself! Out with the truth! -- Lord, hear me -- No road worker can set Raspail -- Who is knocking at the brow, but from without -- Logs in the oven don't burn, but do warm -- Wherever you went -- I shall rake up on the wind, like a candle -- Snack on some medication.
By this overgrown route -- These waves, hillocks -- And Troy has not fallen -- What is relevant - age, weight -- For the first time I feel sorry for the unwritten poems -- Malakoff -- Unbearable is a poem's eruption -- I go, go, don't whistle -- I know, know -- These places -- Is there nothing to read? -- Sometimes silence is like music -- Three poems about the rain: -- 1. But do you like -- 2. Close the gate -- 3. Only three? Three thousand -- Somewhere, someone -- But music and in the deaf ear -- Walk without hurrying -- Like a shop assistant opening the store -- Two poems about something or other -- 1. Of course, it's not yet -- 2. The naked truth -- Search and you'll find -- Even so, into a noose, into heaven -- How few pinball machines now in Paris -- From Razvilki [Forks in the Road] (August 2008-December 2009) -- Not trying to surprise -- Deaf and old -- In general I don't fear rain -- I live modestly, but quite well -- From Shtoito. Stikhi 2010 [Sumthing. Poems 2010] (2010) -- I loved freedom -- Verbs pursue me -- The Language Problem of a Poet in Exile Address by Natalya Gorbanevskaya to the full editorial board meeting of Kontinent, Munich, May 1983 -- Interview with Natalya Gorbanevskaya by Valentina Polukhina -- Bibliography.
Summary: In 1972, Natalya Gorbanevskaya was arrested for protesting against the detention of dissidents in Moscow's Red Square. Featuring the work of this widely-recognized Russian poet and civil rights activist, this collection combines a folk-inspired modernism with a clear narrative. Of interest to Russian history buffs and academics of various fields, these poems blatantly reflect the author's political engagement and argue against oppression.
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Front Cover -- About the Author -- Copyright -- Table of Contents -- Introduction -- Note on the Text -- From Poberezhye [Seaboard] (1956-66) -- On reading Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451 -- The fire in the oven's barely out -- Morning. A lively wind. The woods -- Concerto for orchestra -- My Fortinbras, poor brother -- I'll fill the oil lamp -- Why speak of disaster or beauty -- I do not chase rhymes, seeking glory -- Don't touch me! I scream at passers-by -- Nothing - neither fear -- Unfinished poem -- And mingling tears with the rain's sweetness -- On Twelfth Night, sings the cricket -- Don't destroy me, Lord -- Love, what nonsense -- Denying love -- Joyous Mozart with an oar -- In the madhouse -- You are my grief. Laugh then! -- In my own twentieth century -- You howl, you weep ad lib -- Feverish and sweating -- From Angel derevianny [Wooden Angel] (1967-71) -- Just music, nothing else -- What is forever, what does 'forever' mean? -- Preparing again to prolong his mortal span -- As brought to bay, the deer falls -- Curses! Joy! They write themselves! -- Darling, darling, astonished -- Hold out a handful of snow -- Forgive, forgive -- My love, in what region -- The train's French horn sweeps on -- The savage cold of a Russian winter -- From Tri tetradi stikhotvorenii [Three Notebooks of Poems] (1972-4) -- My Moscow, a waxen board -- Make haste, enjoy the oblique caress of the rain, the sunlight -- Drought, malevolent stepmother -- It was not I saved Warsaw then, or Prague after -- Investigating the herring head -- From Pereletaya snezhnuyu granitsu [Flying Over the Snowy Frontier] (1974-8) -- Time to think -- Decrepit Europe, your second childhood looming -- Do not chase phantoms -- My dear, what's happening -- From Chuzhie kamni [Alien Stones] (1979-82) -- This truth is a lie -- At that time, I fell for foreign poems.

He looked around, and his soul -- The untilled field is hemmed in the bonfires -- A year of dire predictions -- It got warmer and warmer -- From Peremennaya oblachnost' [Alternating Clouds] (1982-3) -- This little clay bird -- From Gde i kogda [Where and When] (1983-5) -- A poor fly in amber -- Epitaph (On the death of Vadim Delaunay) -- From Sed'maya kniga [Seventh Book] (1985-90) -- Notes for a discussion on statistics -- Where the pollen crowds -- From I ya zhila-byla [Once Upon a Time] (1992-4) -- This phrase from the experts' diagnosis -- Waiting for the end -- From Nabor [Type-setting] (1994-6) -- And my friend was sold for a bushel of wheat -- My head's badly arranged -- This groan of ours, this wail -- From Novye vos'mistishiya [New Eight-line] (1996) -- 7. The Russian language -- From Kto o chyom poyot [Who Sings What] (1996-7) -- Exegi monumentum -- From 13 vos'mistishii i eshche 67 stikhotvorenii [13 Eight-liners and 67 More Poems] (1997-9) -- The Russian 'no' -- From Poslednie stikhi togo veka [Last Poems of the Last Century] (1999-2000) -- My drink's neither hot, nor weak -- He Who let us sin and badmouth Him -- Time to stop -- Don't fear or grieve -- I don't see, hear, sensing -- We live - at times -- Telegraph Lane -- Blessed is the epic poet -- On the long, long rue Vaugirard -- There she is, myself -- But I was always -- Man, made in God's image -- Hey, comrade lords -- Notes of a Cold War veteran -- And as children -- And sacred inspiration -- 10 = 9 (In memory of the Oberiuty) -- Words float either here or there, scurrying -- A citizen? -- From Pindemonti -- You realise, don't you -- And at thirty-three -- Words are out? -- I read the list of ships… -- On the snow-frontier, eyelashes freeze to a column -- Like a shattered embrasure -- And He suffered, and for a moment -- A rickety dog kennel -- It happened in August -- Rien de rien.

Enough to pass -- Who's forgotten and what? -- '…not awful to die' -- No castles, parks -- Autobiographical -- And adding breath to the coal -- Self-parody -- Like a virtual hand-drill into a virtual wall -- from Another 13 eight-liners -- 1. A metro station -- 4. Socrates, you're a valorous man, but a lousy spouse -- Don't limp -- Mile by mile -- From Poema bez poemy [Poem without a Poem] (2001) -- Epigraph to the book Last Poems of the Last Century -- Romance -- Where it's not stamped down, measured -- The female sympathiser is certainly convivial -- If temples, cells and imperial chambers -- And correcting, improving -- A poem without a poem -- Dear inky one -- What can I not forget -- A cup, a dish, a spoon -- Yesterday's terrifying ferment -- With every passing day -- Nothing more, nothing less -- From Chainaya roza [Tea Rose] (2002-5) -- Between the roofs -- Against the glass pane, a knife -- And former misfortune, they say -- In the August sky, a flight of stars -- How, where, whence -- In the pale, empty dark -- My mother was born in Russia -- from Military eight-liners -- 1. Thanks to the hand, painstakingly tracing -- 7. What's happened to me -- 8. You'll say: everywhere -- 9. And here's a Russian problem -- 11. A review: how vague, the language -- 13. One-two-three-four-five -- What's he looking for -- Yesterday, the evenings -- from Square of discord -- 6. Enter, don't leave -- From Krugi po vode [Circles in the Water] (January 2006-August 2008) -- I exit at the Gare de l'Est -- What is it began to whisper -- Neither stubs of tails, line-ends, full stops -- Don't restrain yourself! Out with the truth! -- Lord, hear me -- No road worker can set Raspail -- Who is knocking at the brow, but from without -- Logs in the oven don't burn, but do warm -- Wherever you went -- I shall rake up on the wind, like a candle -- Snack on some medication.

By this overgrown route -- These waves, hillocks -- And Troy has not fallen -- What is relevant - age, weight -- For the first time I feel sorry for the unwritten poems -- Malakoff -- Unbearable is a poem's eruption -- I go, go, don't whistle -- I know, know -- These places -- Is there nothing to read? -- Sometimes silence is like music -- Three poems about the rain: -- 1. But do you like -- 2. Close the gate -- 3. Only three? Three thousand -- Somewhere, someone -- But music and in the deaf ear -- Walk without hurrying -- Like a shop assistant opening the store -- Two poems about something or other -- 1. Of course, it's not yet -- 2. The naked truth -- Search and you'll find -- Even so, into a noose, into heaven -- How few pinball machines now in Paris -- From Razvilki [Forks in the Road] (August 2008-December 2009) -- Not trying to surprise -- Deaf and old -- In general I don't fear rain -- I live modestly, but quite well -- From Shtoito. Stikhi 2010 [Sumthing. Poems 2010] (2010) -- I loved freedom -- Verbs pursue me -- The Language Problem of a Poet in Exile Address by Natalya Gorbanevskaya to the full editorial board meeting of Kontinent, Munich, May 1983 -- Interview with Natalya Gorbanevskaya by Valentina Polukhina -- Bibliography.

In 1972, Natalya Gorbanevskaya was arrested for protesting against the detention of dissidents in Moscow's Red Square. Featuring the work of this widely-recognized Russian poet and civil rights activist, this collection combines a folk-inspired modernism with a clear narrative. Of interest to Russian history buffs and academics of various fields, these poems blatantly reflect the author's political engagement and argue against oppression.

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