THE BOOK OF POEMS IN TWENTIETH-CENTURY ... - TopReferat
THE BOOK OF POEMS IN TWENTIETH-CENTURY ... - TopReferat
THE BOOK OF POEMS IN TWENTIETH-CENTURY ... - TopReferat
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description of Moscow on the eighth day after the October revolution—the first day of<br />
relative peace in the city. The city residents emerge from their solitary basements onto<br />
the streets gathering in small groups, waiting together in long lines, crowding together on<br />
the sidewalks on their way to visit relatives and friends ("брели,/Теснясь на тротуарах,<br />
люди. Шли проведать/Родных, знакомых, близких: живы ль, нет ли?") On his way<br />
home after seeking out his own friends, the poet encounters two people, a carpenter he<br />
knows and an unknown child. Both encounters cause the poet to step outside of the<br />
historical tragedy which surrounds him and to recognize the more universal truth of the<br />
"way of the grain." Through a window the poet sees a carpenter finishing a coffin:<br />
Я постучал в окно. Он обернулся.<br />
И, шляпу сняв, я поклонился низко<br />
Петру Иванычу, его работе, гробу,<br />
И всей земле, и небу, что в стекле<br />
Лазурью отражалось. И столяр<br />
Мне тоже покивал, пожал плечами<br />
И указал на гроб. И я ушел.<br />
I knocked on the window. He turned around.<br />
And, having taken off my hat, I bowed low<br />
To Petr Ivanich, to his work, to the coffin,<br />
And to all the earth and to the azure sky<br />
That was reflected in the glass. And the carpenter<br />
Also nodded to me, shrugged his shoulders<br />
And pointed at the coffin. And I left.<br />
With simple gestures and no words the poet and the carpenter acknowledge their<br />
common plight. This acknowledgement starts at a local level—the poet bows to Petr<br />
Ivanich—but gradually grows to encompass the death which surrounds them (symbolized<br />
by the coffin) and its place in the natural order of the world. The poet bows to all the<br />
earth and to the sky, seen here simultaneously. It is by appreciating the constant elements<br />
of a balanced natural world that he and his people will make their way through their<br />
personal and national tragedy.<br />
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