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Vvedenskaya Gymnasium

Vvedenskaya Gymnasium

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• Blok wrote his first poems at the age of five. At the age of 10, Alexander Blok wrote two issues of the magazine “Ship”. From 1894 to 1897, he and his brothers wrote the handwritten journal “Vestnik”. Since childhood, Alexander Blok spent every summer on his grandfather’s Shakhmatovo estate near Moscow.
• At the age of 16, Blok became interested in theater. In St. Petersburg, Alexander Blok enrolled in a theater club. However, after his first success, he was no longer given roles in the theater.

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• In 1897, finding himself with his mother abroad, in the German resort town of Bad Nauheim, Blok experienced his first strong youthful love with Ksenia Sadovskaya. She left a deep mark on his work.

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• Blok is sixteen, his beloved is thirty-seven. At that time in her life she was an experienced society lady, a wife and mother of a family, rich and pampered. Gorgeous. Her “bottomless blue eyes” struck the boy on the spot.
• An active state councilor came to a resort in Southern Germany with her children to improve her health

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• A. Blok’s mother was seriously alarmed. History has preserved evidence of how she paid a morning visit to her son’s mistress, screamed, clutched her heart
• Sadovskaya was a year older (!) than her lover’s mother...

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• On the same day the boy was taken home. He ran to Sadovskaya to say goodbye. And he gave her a half-withered rose. For a long time - almost eight months - they did not see each other
• In 1900, the last, decisive written explanation took place between Blok and Ksenia Sadovskaya. This time it was she who was humiliated, and in the end, calling the young man a “broken man,” she would curse her fate for having met him. And it was all over.

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K.M.S.

The moon woke up. The city is noisy
It thunders in the distance and the lights are pouring,
Everything is so quiet here, it's crazy there,
Everything is ringing there, and we are alone...
But if the flame of this meeting
There was an eternal and holy flame,
Our speeches wouldn't flow like that,
This is not how your voice would sound!..
Can the suffering still live?
And can happiness take away?
At the hour of an indifferent meeting
We will remember the sad goodbye...

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In 1898 he graduated from high school and entered the law faculty of St. Petersburg University. Three years later he transferred to the Slavic-Russian department of the Faculty of History and Philology, which he graduated in 1906. At the university, Blok meets Sergei Gorodetsky and Alexei Remizov.

• Alexey Mikhailovich Remizov is a Russian writer.
• Sergei Mitrofanovich Gorodetsky - Russian and Soviet poet

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In 1903, Blok married Lyubov Mendeleeva, daughter of D. I. Mendeleev, the heroine of his first book of poems, “Poems about a Beautiful Lady.”

Transparent, unknown shadows
They swim to You, and You swim with them,
Into the arms of azure dreams,
Incomprehensible to us - You give yourself away.
Before You they turn blue without borders
Seas, fields, and mountains, and forests,
Birds call to each other in the free heights,
Fog rises, the skies turn red.
And here, below, in the dust, in humiliation,
Seeing for a moment immortal features,
An unknown slave, full of inspiration,
Sings you. You don't know him
You can't tell him apart in a crowd of people,
You won’t reward him with a smile,
When he looks after you, unfree,
Tasting for a moment Your immortality.

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It is known that Alexander Blok had strong feelings for his wife, but periodically maintained connections with various women: at one time it was the actress Natalya Nikolaevna Volokhova, then the opera singer Andreeva-Delmas. Lyubov Dmitrievna also allowed herself hobbies. On this basis, Blok had a conflict with Andrei Bely, described in the play “Balaganchik”.

• A. Bely
• L. Mendeleev
• A. Blok

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• In 1909, two difficult events occur in the Blok family: Lyubov Dmitrievna’s child dies and Blok’s father dies. To come to his senses, Blok and his wife go on vacation to Italy and Germany. For his Italian poetry, Blok was accepted into a society called the “Academy.” In addition to him, it included Valery Bryusov, Mikhail Kuzmin, Vyacheslav Ivanov, Innokenty Annensky.

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Creation

• He began in the spirit of symbolism (“Poems about a Beautiful Lady”, 1901-1902), the sense of crisis of which was proclaimed in the drama “Balaganchik” (1906). Blok’s lyrics, which are similar in their “spontaneity” to music, were formed under the influence of romance.

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• Blok, Sologub and Chulkov in 1908.

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• Through the deepening of social trends (the “City” cycle, 1904-1908), religious interest (the “Snow Mask” cycle -1907), understanding the “terrible world” (the cycle of the same name 1908-1916), the poem: “From the hands of you treated the wolf” ( 1909), awareness of the tragedy of modern man (the play “Rose and Cross”, 1912-1913) came to the idea of ​​​​the inevitability of “retribution” (cycle of the same name 1907-1913; cycle “Iambics”, 1907-1914; poem “Retribution”, 1910-1921 ). The main themes of poetry found resolution in the cycle “Motherland” (1907-1916).

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• The paradoxical combination of the mystical and the everyday, the detached and the everyday is generally characteristic of Blok’s entire work as a whole. This is a distinctive feature of his mental organization, and, as a consequence, of his own, Blok’s symbolism

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Let's run, run, child of freedom...

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Let's run, run, child of freedom,
To my native country!
I am faithful to the voice of nature,
Be true to me!
The vaults of the sky are inaccessible here
Through smoke and dust!
Let's run, run, child of nature,
Space is in the fields!
They are running... The haystacks are already past,
There are fields all around.
Throughout the vast distance
The earth is shaking.
Running towards the sun, May,
Free days...
And the native land accepted
Your children...
And she accepted and caressed,
And hugged
And in the spring distances I rocked them
Bells...
And, luring them to the impossible,
Betrayed again
To fleeting days, anxious days,
Evil days - without time, without number...

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To the Muse

Is in your innermost melodies
Fatal news of death.
There is a curse of sacred covenants,
There is a desecration of happiness.
And such a compelling force
What am I ready to repeat after rumors,
It's like you brought down angels,
Seducing with its beauty...
And when you laugh at faith,
Suddenly it lights up above you
That dim, purple-gray
And I once saw a circle.
Evil or good? - All of you are not from here.
Wise things they say about you:
For others, you are both a Muse and a miracle.
For me you are torment and hell.

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I don't know why at dawn,
At an hour when there was no more strength,
I didn’t die, but I noticed your face
And asked for your consolations?
I wanted us to be enemies
So why did you give me
Meadow with flowers and firmament with stars -
All the curse of your beauty?
And more insidious than the northern night,
And more intoxicating than golden ai,
And gypsy love in short
Your caresses were terrible...
And there was a fatal joy
In trampling on cherished shrines,
And maddening delight to the heart -
This bitter passion is like wormwood!

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• The poem “Stranger” was written by A.A. Blok in 1906. It was included in the cycle “The pipe began to sing on the bridge.” It was a difficult, difficult period in the poet’s life; many of his poems are permeated with an acute tragic feeling of a turning point. Difficulties were also present in his personal life: Blok’s wife, Lyubov Dmitrievna Mendeleeva, had an affair with his friend, poet Andrei Bely. It was in this atmosphere of a “torn apart dream” that Blok’s “Stranger” was born.

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"Stranger" Alexander Blok

In the evenings above the restaurants
The hot air is wild and deaf,
And rules with drunken shouts
Spring and pernicious spirit.

Far above the dust of the alley,
Above the boredom of country dachas,
The bakery's pretzel is slightly golden,
And a child's cry is heard.

And every evening, behind the barriers,
Breaking the pots,
Walking with the ladies among the ditches
Tested wits.

Oarlocks creak over the lake
And a woman's squeal is heard,
And in the sky, accustomed to everything
The disk is bent senselessly.

And every evening my only friend
Reflected in my glass
And tart and mysterious moisture
Like me, humbled and stunned.

And next to the neighboring tables
Sleepy lackeys hang around,
And drunkards with rabbit eyes scream.
And every evening, at the appointed hour
(Or am I just dreaming?),
The girl's figure, captured by silks,
A window moves through a foggy window.

And slowly, walking between the drunks,
Always without companions, alone
Breathing spirits and mists,
She sits by the window.

"Stranger" Alexander Blok

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And they breathe ancient beliefs
Her elastic silks
And a hat with mourning feathers,
And in the rings there is a narrow hand.

And chained by a strange intimacy,
I look behind the dark veil,
And I see the enchanted shore
And the enchanted distance.

Silent secrets have been entrusted to me,
Someone's sun was handed to me,
And all the souls of my bend
Tart wine pierced.

And bowed ostrich feathers
My brain is swinging,
And blue bottomless eyes
They bloom on the far shore.

There's a treasure in my soul
And the key is entrusted only to me!
You're right, drunken monster!
I know: the truth is in the wine.

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• The poem “Night, street, lantern, pharmacy...” created by Alexander Blok in 1912, is a turning point in the poet’s work. Eight short stanzas not only brought their author world fame, but also changed his life views. This work marked a new stage in Alexander Blok’s work, in which he almost completely renounced the symbolism he so adored, and for the first time in his life thought about more prosaic and banal things.

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“Night, street, lantern, pharmacy...” Alexander Blok

Night, street, lantern, pharmacy,
Pointless and dim light.
Live for at least another quarter of a century -
Everything will be like this. There is no outcome.

If you die, you'll start over again
And everything will repeat itself as before:
Night, icy ripples of the channel,
Pharmacy, street, lamp.

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Revolutionary years

• Blok met the February and October revolutions with mixed feelings. He refused to emigrate, believing that he should be with Russia in difficult times. At the beginning of May 1917, he was hired by the “Extraordinary Commission of Inquiry to investigate illegal actions of former ministers, chief managers and other senior officials of both civil, military and naval departments” as an editor.

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• Blok tried to comprehend the October Revolution not only in journalism, but also, which is especially significant, in his poem “The Twelve” (1918), which was unlike all his previous works. This striking and generally misunderstood work stands entirely apart from Russian literature of the Silver Age and caused controversy (both on the left and on the right) throughout the 20th century.

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• In February 1919, Blok was arrested by the Petrograd Extraordinary Commission. He was suspected of participating in an anti-Soviet conspiracy. A day later, after two long interrogations, Blok was released, as Lunacharsky stood up for him. However, even these one and a half days in prison broke him. In 1920, Blok wrote in his diary:

...under the yoke of violence, human conscience becomes silent; then a person withdraws into the old; The more brazen the violence, the more firmly a person locks himself into the old. This is what happened with Europe under the yoke of war, and with Russia now.

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• In January 1921, on the occasion of the 84th anniversary of Pushkin’s death, Blok delivered his famous speech “On the Appointment of a Poet” at the House of Writers.
• This speech was the last cry of despair.
• Quoting Pushkin’s famous line: “There is no happiness in the world, but there is peace and will...” - Blok turned to the discouraged Soviet bureaucrat sitting right there on stage and said:

...peace and freedom are also taken away. Not external peace, but creative peace. Not childish will, not the freedom to be liberal, but creative will - secret freedom. And the poet dies because he can no longer breathe: life has lost its meaning for him.

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• Finding himself in a difficult financial situation, he was seriously ill and died on August 7, 1921 in his last Petrograd apartment from inflammation of the heart valves. A few days before his death, a rumor spread throughout St. Petersburg that the poet had gone crazy. Indeed, on the eve of his death, Blok raved for a long time, obsessed with a single thought: had all the copies of “The Twelve” been destroyed? However, the poet died in full consciousness, which refutes rumors about his insanity. Before his death, after receiving a negative response to a request to go abroad for treatment (on July 12), the poet deliberately destroyed his notes and refused to take food and medicine
• The poet was buried at the Smolensk Orthodox cemetery in Petrograd. In 1944, Blok’s ashes were reburied on the Literary Bridge at the Volkovskoye Cemetery