marina ivanovna tsvetaeva , returning from paris, immediately entered the soviet union.ilitary elite, even without immediately releasing a book of poems, although she did not leave nadezhda and these hopes were quite weighty , her fourteen-year-old son, tsvetaeva mentioned above, received 100 rubles for pocket expenses. he went to theaters and restaurants perfectly, dressed and, in fact , did not deny himself anything. soviet man, amazing. yes, you somehow imagined yourself differently in the pre-war life of tsvetaeva, really. you will say, well, the rest of the literature then there was nothing to read, especially since stephen king yakunin was not yet born. i will simply give a list of the best soviet books from the literary newspaper was such knowledge for 1937, which were written in the first 20 years of soviet power. a. or rather, even in the first 17 years, because until 1920 there was a civil war and, in general, there was no time for literature. so quiet don and raised goals on sholokhov 12 chairs and golden calf. fifa petrov's defeat of fadeev serafimovich's iro

when it, by the way, when she was nine now asked about tsvetaeva repeatedly.en there. he didn't say anything. very, when you don’t need to tell anything, friend, you brought me back to the life in which i tried so many times and still didn’t manage to live for an hour. you did a miracle on me, for the first time i felt the unity of heaven and earth, maybe for the first time. i still want to take happiness, and not sweat, and not let it be, and not the abyss. people supported my split in me. it was cruel. it was necessary to either heal or kill. you just loved me. i told you to have a soul. you told me there is life. you are mine salvation from both death and life, you are life. lord, forgive me for this happiness. and another letter. i definitely have, uh, letter a and fron voloshin, what is it your time? well, how is it possible that she was married, but she was married, you can still be absolutely carnal. so to say e filling. may i read it now? here is a letter to radishchevich, and then i will tell you about iphones and about this letter voloshin. well, i a

when he, by the way, when she was 9:00 asked about tsvetaeva repeatedly.s written there. he didn't tell me anything, any dear friends, such letters, as they say, to give nothing, dear friend, you brought me back to life, in which i tried so many times and still did not often manage to live, you did a miracle on me, i felt unity for the first time. heaven and earth, perhaps for the first time, i still have happiness, and i don’t want to sweat, i don’t want to let it be, and not the abyss, people supported my split in me. it was cruel. it was necessary to either cure or kill. you just got me fell in love. i told you to have a soul. you told me there is life. you are my salvation from both death and life, we are life, lord, forgive me for this happiness. and another letter. i definitely have, uh, letter a and voloshin's fauna that he does not pay attention at this time. but how is it that she was married. now i can, but she was married, you can still absolutely flat how to say filling? may i read this letter now? then i'll tell you about iphones and about thi

at that time i read a lot of poems by marina tsvetaeva brodsky i often read marina tsvetaeva i don’tally, what does she write about? for me it's just a combination of rhyme words. this is yours to see every one of my brothers in the abyss. from marina tsvetaeva’s poem, i was so inspired by her that i just sat and tried to compose some kind of rhyme, and i went to karaoke a lot and, uh, it’s true that there is rublyovka on rublyovka this i had in i mean, on the third floor there is a workshop where i painted pictures. yeah , so it's just like some kind of images. it's not something specific that breaks from within. it seems to me, yes, there are many who hate this song in the internet. there is a wonderful miracle there, this is a kitchen-kitchen kitchen. i want to live in the kitchen in the kitchen. well, my mom approved this song. yes, to be honest, yes, i really like it. i like your tax there, when before the song begins this is some kind of mystical song, as if i begged myself for many years, whoever does not believe. check if there are traces of scars left. i love showing them. i

at that time i read a lot of poems by marina tsvetaeva brodsky.en, when i read marina tsvetaeva, i don’t understand specifically, what does she write about? i have this only and that's it. here is a combination of words, rhyme. here is something for you to see. yes, every one of my brothers in the past is a poem by marina tsvetaeva, i was so inspired by her that i i just sat and tried to compose some kind of rhyme, and i went to karaoke a lot and uh, it’s true that there is rublyovka on rublyovka. i meant that, on the third floor there is a workshop where the picture was painted. yes, so it's just like some kind of images. it's not something specific that breaks from within. it seems to me, yes, there are many people who hate this song on the internet. there is a wonderful miracle there, this is a kitchen-kitchen kitchen. i want to live in the kitchen in the kitchen. well, my mom approved this song. yes, to be honest, yes, i really like it. i like it there. e hmm your monologue. when before the song begins. this is some kind of mystical song, as i

at that time i read a lot of these poems by marina tsvetaeva brodsky. often read marina tsvetaeva. i don’t understand specifically what she writes about? i have just this. here is a combination of words, rhyme. this, of course, yes, my brother in the past, this is from. according to the creation of marina tsvetaeva, i was so inspired by her that i just sat and tried to compose some kind of rhyme, and i went to karaoke a lot and, uh, really on rublyovka is rublyovka that's what i meant, on the third floor there is a workshop where the picture was painted. yes, so it's just like a certain. these are images. it's not something specific that breaks from within. it seems to me, yes, there are many people who hate this song on the internet. there is a wonderful miracle, there is this kitchen kitchen-kitchen kitchen. i want to live in the kitchen in the kitchen. well, my mom approved this song. yes, to be honest, yes, i really like it. i like there, uh, your monologue, when, before the song begins , this is from this some kind of mystical song, as it were here

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ferocious nazi jin back fuvshin, and also helps moore georgy fron son tsvetaeva, who lost her mother,ying to earn money in tashkent by drawing agitation, but he lives starving to patronize a fat woman, and tries to akhmatova. she lived at first on zhukovskaya there was a very small room, the former cash desk. everything was there. uh, one chair fit and eats, like where is she? mm, i could sleep on this shaky ladder, which was already preserved by the post-war chronicle to the attic, friends, poetesses blew, don’t forget to bring akhmatova’s cakes in the margins, the uzbek poet, alimdzhan, in tashkent, i learned what human kindness is, akhmatova responded and wrote wrote wrote. now it has struck on our watch and her husband's country is not like that in her hands , a collection of poems by akhmatova has been published. here in tashkent with an autograph albitolyevna. schoolgirls. accidentally got to the performance. in the hospital, she read in front of the wounded, she spent more than an hour and there was silence. if a fly had flown by, it would have been heard, and we froze, we didn

there, too, anastasi ivanov tsvetaeva , you can say that i was brought up by my mother, the daughter , and at the same time among your relatives, gerasimov, you know, there, despite the fact that there are different, eminent ancestors? it is very important for me to feel their independence remain themselves and from one side, peering with love with tenderness with trepidation with an understanding of the complexity, because sometimes the ancestors opposed each other literally, dividing into red and white. i still feel like what is called a discoverer. well, it’s also very important that you don’t so much continue the tradition as you try to do something new, it happens so often, and the famous phrase of mikhail roma remember the two students who entered him, one did not know anything, and the other knew, everything is fucking were, respectively, vasily shukshin and andrei tarkovsky. you know, the formula innovation in tradition is close to me. uh-huh. i mean, uh, it's really important to feel. this channel has been laid before us, but i really want and it is very important that every

there, too, anastasia ivanovich tsvetaeva can be said, i was brought up by my mother and daughter oft writers, and at the same time, but among your relatives , i understand sergey gerasimov, yes, you know, there , despite the fact that there are different, eminent ancestors. it is very important for me to feel my independence to remain myself and on the one hand, looking with love with tenderness with awe with an understanding of complexity, because sometimes the ancestors literally opposed each other, dividing into red and white. and yet i feel. what is called the first? well, it is also very important that you do not so much continue the tradition as try to do something new as often happens, and the famous phrase of mikhail roma remember the two students who entered him alone knew nothing, and the other knew everything, and both were geniuses, they were, respectively, vasily shukshin and andrei tarkovsky. you know, the formula for innovation in the tradition is close to me. uh-huh, that is. eh, it's really important to feel. this channel has been laid before us, but i really want a

you can even say to some extent in love with this plus tsvetaeva bryusov khlebnikov it would seem that completely different aesthetics, but, nevertheless, white a and i that this book begins as a diary of a young girl seeking popularity through ah. appearance is not, through art, uh a little more difficult, but when she stops at painting, and when she becomes real, and uncompromising and cruel to herself in and it seems to me that the artist begins when he is ready to be cruel to himself . that's when this story, which is personally interesting to me and enchants me, and i become in love with it. and it seems to me that, uh, when an artist devotes himself to everything, that is, puts himself on the altar of his work, then this cannot but cause. here is some profound change. and whether it be art, visual literature, i don’t know what she would not choose, but the fact itself, but such a work, ah, he produces. in any case, yes, and he commands respect, but i can say that really one of the features of this diary is that it begins quite predictably for an aristocratic environment, yes, for

probably more complicated, because if we recall the fate of other bulgakov’s contemporaries akhmatova tsvetaevaakov’s fate seems not so terrible tragic, but he really felt himself the most the unfortunate most driven writer in the soviet union and so, was it really so, and why did he have such a feeling, that's what i propose to speculate about. so mikhal afanasyevich bulgakov was born on may 3, 1891 in the family of associate professor of the kiev theological academy afanasy ivanovich bulgakov and his mother's name was varvara mikhailov pokrovskaya was her maiden name, the surname here is very important to say that bulgakov's ancestors both on the paternal and maternal lines came from the so-called bell nobles, that is, they belonged to the ancient priestly there were probably no births that went deep into russian history, and in the history of russian literature, at least in the 20th century, there was definitely a writer with such church roots. this is important because it is this writer who will write a novel that many consider to be a dubious novel a heretical novel master and margarita bu

doesn't committing and committing even more heinous acts, more terrible, but they are not marina tsvetaeva, which means it was a very simple twig. look, but while her children were in this orphanage. she didn’t lie down on the bed, didn’t, i’m sorry to peel off the wallpaper there, you know, she didn’t go crazy, she had a relationship. she continued to live. let's now remember how it all happened. come on, she had children to feed feeding was extremely difficult. she didn't go. and very often, that children bring a piece of bread, it's all about love and my soul, so someone to her said that there is such a kuntsevsky shelter. and what do they feed the children? well, really, why not believe in watching it? so why didn't you go? she, who took them there, and she took the children irina and alya both girls there, and suddenly at one moment. uh, the news came, i don’t know how there weren’t any phones that i got sick. alya got sick, alya had a terrible temperature of 40 and even a little higher , and they couldn’t diagnose her, and she died and marina ran and took alya home. and she nursed he

you can even say, to some extent, tsvetaeva is in love with all this.khlebnikov it would seem that they have completely different aesthetics, but, nevertheless, white a and i agree with vlad that this book begins as a diary of a young girl seeking popularity, through a no appearance, through art, uh, a little more complicated, but when she stops at painting, and when she becomes truly, and uncompromising and cruel to herself. and it seems to me that the artist begins when he is ready to be cruel to himself. then this a story that is interesting to me personally and enchants and is clearly or in love with it, and it seems to me that, mmm, when an artist devotes himself to everything, that is, puts himself on the altar of his work, then this cannot but cause. here is some profound change. and whether it be art, literature, visual, i don’t know what she didn’t choose, but the fact itself , but this is the kind of work he produces in any case, yes, and he commands respect, but i can say that it’s really one of the features of this diary in that it begins pr

you can even say, to some extent , tsvetaeva is in love with all this.completely different aesthetics, but nevertheless white, and i agree with vlad that this book begins as a diary of a young girl seeking popularity, through a no appearance, through art. eh, a little more difficult, but when she stops at painting, and when she becomes real, and uncompromisingly and cruelly to herself in and it seems to me that the artist begins when he is ready to be cruel to himself. that's when this story, which i am personally interested in and change enchants the natural line with her in love. and it seems to me that, uh, when an artist devotes himself to everything, that is, puts himself on the altar of his work, then this cannot but cause. here is some deep variable. and be it art literature. visual do not know that she did not choose, but the fact itself. eh, this is the kind of work, but i do it anyway, yes, and it commands respect, but i can say that really one of the features of this diary is that it begins quite predictably for an aristocratic environment, ye

you read tsvetaeva's poems and sometimes you also want to. understand, it’s scary to lock yourself up from everyone somewhere. i recently read a very interesting book, and her son. just a huge book about him came out very interesting and very understandable. many things have become, in general, the way to the noose of marina ivanovna herself, it is impossible to judge people by but you understand some impressions. when i was in my first year a very long time ago, they gave me to read, and maria ivanovna where her son appeared. i saw his photo. i'm like this, maybe, tell me, i hated him. i just hated him. i realized that this person is the source of marina ivanovna's death. well, today psychologists would be all, eh you explained why and how from birth, but you know, psychologists can explain what a-a understand more and their uh. well, children are children, yes, you understand, uh, just like san andreevna it’s impossible for you to sit at the table , eat, drink, make love and live your wonderful life, but be inspired by this love. and your s

there, too, anastasia ivanov tsvetaeva, you can say that i was brought up by my mother, the daughter writers , and at the same time among your relatives, gerasimov serebryanovich, yes, you know, there, uh, despite the fact that there are different uh, eminent ancestors. it is very important for me to feel my independence . to remain myself, and on the one hand, looking with love at snowiness with trepidation with an understanding of complexity.