why “sparrow bird”? I'll tell you now.
in 1929, Nikolai Zabolotsky published a poem "The signs of the zodiac are fading ..." it begins something like this:
Zodiac signs fade
Over the vastness of the fields.
Sleeping animal Dog,
The Sparrow bird is dozing.
in the naive there is the most basic truth, on which - later - the whole system is built. this system is truly endless: it embraces both the sharp Gallic meaning and the gloomy Germanic genius. it includes an immense layer of the cultural code: from the African gods choking from the heat to the ice giants; from destroyed and forgotten civilizations to a world that we cannot yet imagine. but this system starts with one little mouse. or from one little person. it doesn't really matter.
what matters is that every mouse wants to be happy. and happiness belongs to the basic, to the naive. it is one of the simplest phenomena, which is easier to feel one day than to try to describe.
the naive contains a kind of deeply buried optimism, reminding us of the existence of something simple, calm, something in which we can take root and settle down.
I will honestly try to confuse you where it is impossible to get confused, and will give you a hint somewhere, if necessary. here I immediately want to say about the poems (and they will be in this book), which can cause a feeling of claustrophobia. they are, generally speaking, written for a laugh. they seem to me very absurd and therefore funny. don't take them too seriously. and to all others and even the most naive, please take it seriously. in general, the poems are collected here very different.
I'll tell you right away about punctuation marks: some of the works in the collection are carefully preserved and try to comply with the punctuation norms of the Russian language. others relate to them freely and refer mainly to necessity - semantic or intonational. sometimes it is needed to convey the rhythm, and sometimes for other reasons.
there are many different little details in the book: I put it together with tenderness. I really wanted to do something beautiful and at the same time easy-going, about which we rather smile than sing.
i hope i did it
in 1929, Nikolai Zabolotsky published a poem "The signs of the zodiac are fading ..." it begins something like this:
Zodiac signs fade
Over the vastness of the fields.
Sleeping animal Dog,
The Sparrow bird is dozing.
in the naive there is the most basic truth, on which - later - the whole system is built. this system is truly endless: it embraces both the sharp Gallic meaning and the gloomy Germanic genius. it includes an immense layer of the cultural code: from the African gods choking from the heat to the ice giants; from destroyed and forgotten civilizations to a world that we cannot yet imagine. but this system starts with one little mouse. or from one little person. it doesn't really matter.
what matters is that every mouse wants to be happy. and happiness belongs to the basic, to the naive. it is one of the simplest phenomena, which is easier to feel one day than to try to describe.
the naive contains a kind of deeply buried optimism, reminding us of the existence of something simple, calm, something in which we can take root and settle down.
I will honestly try to confuse you where it is impossible to get confused, and will give you a hint somewhere, if necessary. here I immediately want to say about the poems (and they will be in this book), which can cause a feeling of claustrophobia. they are, generally speaking, written for a laugh. they seem to me very absurd and therefore funny. don't take them too seriously. and to all others and even the most naive, please take it seriously. in general, the poems are collected here very different.
I'll tell you right away about punctuation marks: some of the works in the collection are carefully preserved and try to comply with the punctuation norms of the Russian language. others relate to them freely and refer mainly to necessity - semantic or intonational. sometimes it is needed to convey the rhythm, and sometimes for other reasons.
there are many different little details in the book: I put it together with tenderness. I really wanted to do something beautiful and at the same time easy-going, about which we rather smile than sing.
i hope i did it
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