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buendischerwaldgang · 11 months
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Leonid Ossipowitsch Pasternak Alexander Pushkin at the Seashore, 1896
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lamiaprigione · 10 months
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Pasternak, Poesie
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rcvandenboogaard · 7 days
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De 'Swinging Sixties' in de USSR
Voor wie het had meegemaakt, bleef het een goede herinnering: ‘het internationale festival van jeugd en studenten’ dat in 1957 plaatsvond in Moskou. Stalin was nog maar vier jaar dood en de benauwenis van zijn bloedige dictatuur was voorbij. Even leek het alsof de Sovjet-Unie een opener, vrijer en gastvrijer land zou worden waar de bevolking – en dan in het bijzonder de jeugd – het contact met de…
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How wonderful to be alive, he thought. But why does it always hurt?
Boris Pasternak
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kharnthebetraye · 5 months
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This, this guy right here fuck'em
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tinyshe · 8 months
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I hang limp on the Creator's pen
by Boris Pasternak
I hang limp on the Creator's pen Like a large drop of lilac gloss-paint. Underneath are dykes' secrets; the air From the railways is sodden and sticky, Of the fumes of coal and night fires reeking. But the moment night kills sunset's glare, It turns pink itself, tinged with far flares, And the fence stands stiff, paradox-stricken. It keeps muttering: stop it till dawn. Let the dry whiting finally settle. Hard as nails is the worm-eaten ground, And the echo's as keen as a skittle. Warm spring wind, spots of cheviot and mud, Early naileries' hoots faraway, On the grater of cobble-stones road, As on radishes lavishly sprayed, Tears stand out clearly at break of day. Like an acrid drop of thick lead paint, I hang on to the Creator's pen.
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random-brushstrokes · 7 months
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Leonid Pasternak  (Ukrainian, 1862–1945) - The Torments of Creative Work
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kaggsy59 · 1 month
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A Russian Snapshot
Twilight of the Eastern Gods by Ismail Kadare I guess most readers will have had that thing where a book or an author keeps floating into your line of vision, until you just think that you better get on and read it so it stops bothering you! I had that last year with this book, which turned up regularly on my Big River recommendations, as well as on a number of blogs I was following. So when I…
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viecome · 2 months
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Yo acuso: la llamada de Stalin a Pasternak | Letras Libres
Ismaíl Kadaré recupera el episodio de la llamada de Stalin a Boris Pasternak, por entonces el mayor poeta soviético, en un libro inclasificable por su variedad temática. Origen: Yo acuso: la llamada de Stalin a Pasternak | Letras Libres
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russia-libertaire · 4 months
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Boris Pasternak
'Most major writers tried at some stage to reorient their work in the direction indicated by the party. The poet Boris Pasternak, for example, did his best to become part of the Communist literary world, traveling on "artistic assignments," accepting official positions in the Writers' Union, and being rewarded with a splendid dacha in the writers' settlement at Peredelkino, just outside Moscow. "I have become a particle of my time and state," he wrote, "and its interests have become my own." He even composed an ode to Stalin, though one so idiosyncratic that it could not be adapted for propaganda purposes. In the end, though, he could not sustain the role he had tried to impose on himself. Traveling to the Urals with other writers during the first five-year plan, he was so horrified by the scenes of poverty and degradation he witnessed in Sverdlovsk that he returned deeply depressed and was unable to write the sketches expected of him. His works were ever more frequently rejected by Writers' Union journals because of the "unclarity of their social intentions." In the end, he stopped writing his own poetry and confined himself to translation, which did not offer the same creative dilemmas and kept him in touch with a wider world. While rendering Shakespeare, Goethe, and Georgian poets, he felt at least that he was escaping the growing claustrophobia of the Soviet literary scene and was in communion "with the West, with the historical earth, with the face of the world." '
Russia and the Russians, by Geoffrey Hosking
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mihalinazp · 5 months
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Warzywa, które zimują w gruncie
Większość warzyw już wykopana i zakopana w dziurze wypełnionej mokrym piaskiem, ale są takie warzywa, których w ogóle nie trzeba wykopywać na zimę, bo wytrzymają w ziemi do -15oC. Jeśli już w czasie wysiewania czy sadzenia masz plan zostawić warzywa na zimę w ziemi, to pozwól roślinie zakorzenić się głębiej i wkładaj nasiona czy sadzonki do ziemi o 2 cm głębiej niż sugeruje to ulotka czy opis na…
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marcogiovenale · 9 months
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lamiaprigione · 1 year
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Pasternak, Poesie
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po-grinvi4u-blog · 1 year
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Bernstein with Felicia and writer Boris Pasternak, author of Doctor Zhivago, in Moscow, 1959.
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“Man Reading" bronze de Medardo Rosso (1894) devant "The Painter Leonid Pasternak" par Lovis Corinth (1923) et "The Writer Henri Rochefort" par Edouard Manet (1881) dans les collections du Hamburger Khunstalle Museum, Hambourg, décembre 2022.
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