#russianliterature

[phantomrin]

По случаю дня рождения Сергея Александровича Есенина.

*** Не жалею, не зову, не плачу, Всё пройдет, как с белых яблонь дым. Увяданья золотом охваченный, Я не буду больше молодым.

Ты теперь не так уж будешь биться, Сердце, тронутое холодком, И страна берёзового ситца Не заманит шляться босиком.

Дух бродяжий, ты всё реже, реже Расшевеливаешь пламень уст. О, моя утраченная свежесть, Буйство глаз и половодье чувств.

Я теперь скупее стал в желаньях, Жизнь моя? иль ты приснилась мне? Словно я весенней гулкой ранью Проскакал на розовом коне.

Все мы, все мы в этом мире тленны, Тихо льётся с клёнов листьев медь... Будь же ты вовек благословенно, Что пришло процвесть и умереть.

[1922]

Today's the birth day of Sergey Esenin - Russian and Soviet poet.

*** I do not lament, call out, or cry. All will pass like apple-blossom smoke. Seized by golden glories of decay, I shan't see my youthful years come back.

You'll no longer throb with equal passion, Weary heart touched with a subtle chill; Nor will you, green realm of birchen satin, Lure me barefoot over dale and hill .

Vagrant spirit! Nowadays you scarcely Stir these lips' abiding secret blaze. Ah, goodbye, my boyish effervescence, Riot of eyes, and sentiments in spates!

I've become more frugal in my yearning. My dear life, are you a dream where I In the echoes of an early morning Mount a rosy steed and gallop by?

We're all mortal here without exception. Maples shed their copper on the ground. Blessed be, accept this benediction, What has come to bloom and face its end.

[1922]

(Translated by Philip Nikolayev)

[arthurgoldheart]

Source: arthurgoldheart

[silenttandem]

Ichthyander — The Amphibian Man.

Ichthyander is the unforgettable protagonist of Amphibian Man, the classic science fiction novel by Soviet writers Alexander Belyaev, first published in 1928. After a daring operation performed by his adoptive father, the scientist Dr. Salvator, the young man receives shark gills, allowing him to breathe both underwater and on land. Gifted with this extraordinary ability, Ichthyander belongs fully to neither world. His love for Gutiere and the greed of those who seek to exploit him turn his remarkable gift into a tragedy. His story is one of freedom, loneliness, identity, and the painful price of being different. Nearly a century after its publication, Amphibian Man remains one of the most iconic works of Russian science fiction.

Ихтиандр — Человек-амфибия. Ихтиандр — главный герой знаменитого научно-фантастического романа «Человек-амфибия» советского писателя Александра Беляева, впервые опубликованного в 1928 году. Благодаря смелой операции, проведённой учёным доктором Сальватором, юноша получает жабры акулы и становится способным жить как в море, так и на суше. Но необычный дар делает его чужим сразу для двух миров. Любовь к Гуттиэре, человеческая жадность и стремление использовать его способности приводят к трагическим событиям. История Ихтиандра — это рассказ о свободе, одиночестве, поиске своего места и цене, которую приходится платить за непохожесть. Этот образ по праву считается одним из самых известных в русской научной фантастике.

[thefutureacademic]

“I sometimes have moments of such despair, such despair … Because in those moments I start to think that I will never be capable of beginning to live a real life; because I have already begun to think that I have lost all sense of proportion, all sense of the real and the actual; because, what is more, I have cursed myself; because my nights of fantasy are followed by hideous moments of sobering! And all the time one hears the human crowd swirling and thundering around one in the whirlwind of life, one hears, one sees how people live—that they live in reality, that for them life is not something forbidden, that their lives are not scattered for the winds like dreams or visions but are forever in the process of renewal, forever young, and that no two moments in them are ever the same; while how dreary and monotonous to the point of being vulgar is timorous fantasy, the slave of shadow, of the idea...” ― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, White Nights

[iammuhammadzain]

The darker the night, the brighter the stars,

The deeper the grief, the closer is God!

-Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

[backpacksnstuff]

George Saunders as a great literature teacher 👨‍🏫 one did not have in school. The teacher you want to follow everywhere, through every story he suggests. Did I like all the short stories by Russian writers in this book? No, but only because they are so well-written that they feel too real, bring back too many memories, one of which made me take this picture. My first impulse was to take a picture with gooseberries since one of the stories in the book is called “Gooseberries” and because Pushkin, the most revered writer in Russia, loved gooseberry jam a lot 😋. Guess what? It's impossible to find gooseberries nowadays 🤷🏼‍♀️ Also, I realized Russia is not associated with gooseberries for me but with currants. And here is a fact about life in Russia nobody asked for, which might help you to understand the Russian psyche: In my childhood everyone I knew had a dacha with a plot of land where you could grow stuff to eat in winter. Usually the berry ratio looked like this: one-two gooseberry bushes to ten currant bushes. Now… I don’t know a single person who likes currants 🤔 At the end of summer we used to make jam: one jar of much cherished gooseberry jam, many - of currant jam. You couldn’t eat the gooseberry jam first because it felt really special, so you had to soldier on and finish the endless currant jam first (once opened, a jar of currant jam could sit on your fridge shelf forever because one knows only so many ways of eating something one doesn’t like (put it in a cake?). I still don’t understand why we (and other people) had so many currant bushes…Were they easier to grow? Were they an obstacle you had to overcome to get to the thing you truly liked? Did the gooseberry jam taste sweeter because there was so little of it? I feel the same about Russian literature as I did about the jam: most stories have something precious in them, one idea that may change you forever, but you have to be prepared to have your heart wrenched. #bookstagram #bookstagrammer #instabook #instabookstagram #whattoread #whattoreadnext #russianliterature #nonfiction #nonfictionbooks #booksaboutbooks #booksaboutwriting #georgesaunders #aswiminapondintherain (at Tallinn, Estonia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CU7f-zKoM-S/?utm_medium=tumblr

[theinstantblog]

It takes something more than intelligence to act intelligently.

Fyodor Dostoevsky

[gaiasstop]

Andrei : The sky looks so beautiful.

Me: give me a tissue, already! (Sobs in a corner)