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Yevgeny Yevtushenko: Poems Chosen by the Author
Book by Yevtushenko, Yevgeny
- GenresPoetry
96 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1967
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Yevgeny Yevtushenko
152 books115 followers Евгений Евтушенко
Yevgeny Aleksandrovich Yevtushenko (Russian: Евгений Александрович Евтушенко; born 18 July 1933 in Zima Junction, Siberia) is a Soviet and Russian poet. He is also a novelist, essayist, dramatist, screenwriter, actor, editor, and a director of several films.
Yevgeny Aleksandrovich Yevtushenko (Russian: Евгений Александрович Евтушенко; born 18 July 1933 in Zima Junction, Siberia) is a Soviet and Russian poet. He is also a novelist, essayist, dramatist, screenwriter, actor, editor, and a director of several films.
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June 8, 2017This book is enjoyable and dated. Very short. Style all over the map. His longer poems are better. He doesn't do pithy very well, which is odd to say.
The poem 'Miner's saloon' is a masterpiece of capturing the hopeless as they drink to forget faking hope. It also gives my imagination a sense of Russia. 'Russian Nature' did this exceptionally well:
"The slowness of nature in Russia. / Water running as slowly as honey. / And water-mills. Slowly. / Mills of sloth. / My everlasting hurry has become / pitiable in face of you, [...]"
The brilliant shift of vocal point line by line is what sticks out for me in Yevtushenko's style. It is a very strange thing to master. Not the usual 'lyrical quality', 'musicality', 'multi-vocality', or other book jacket merits of poetry in the 2010s.
The person who penned the introduction seems like a total ass, but they were only one part of the translation, so it seems like the text got through the 'taxidermy process' (as Robin Millner-Gulland calls it), unscathed.
The poem 'Miner's saloon' is a masterpiece of capturing the hopeless as they drink to forget faking hope. It also gives my imagination a sense of Russia. 'Russian Nature' did this exceptionally well:
"The slowness of nature in Russia. / Water running as slowly as honey. / And water-mills. Slowly. / Mills of sloth. / My everlasting hurry has become / pitiable in face of you, [...]"
The brilliant shift of vocal point line by line is what sticks out for me in Yevtushenko's style. It is a very strange thing to master. Not the usual 'lyrical quality', 'musicality', 'multi-vocality', or other book jacket merits of poetry in the 2010s.
The person who penned the introduction seems like a total ass, but they were only one part of the translation, so it seems like the text got through the 'taxidermy process' (as Robin Millner-Gulland calls it), unscathed.
June 19, 2023
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