The matinee lay down on the road in a flat, dry sheet. Analysis of Tvardovsky's poem "Spring Lines

Alexander Trifonovich Tvardovsky

Matinee lay down on the road
Smooth dry cloth.
Slowly, little by little
The sun rises over the mound.

The sun is like a thin hazel,
It grew into a copper bush.
The starling spoke -
Little joyful house.

yellow herd thawed
Woke up in the field, lives ...
The joy of the gloomy rubble,
The joy of an open gate.

The frozen farm thawed,
The sun blew through the windows.
And only the frost of the morning
Lays the road through the mud.

Only in the morning they cut through the sled
The copse is quiet.
And by noon - the sun pulls the field
Great warm spring.

From the blue of a foreign land
In the calm of a sensitive swamp
Cranes, calling to one another,
Completing a new flight...

For many lovers of poetry, the work of Alexander Tvardovsky is associated with the events of the Great Patriotic War. Indeed, this poet went to the front as a war correspondent in 1938 and took part first in the Finnish company, then in the liberation of western Belarus. Then there were the front roads of the Great Patriotic War, which the poet met in Voronezh. However, few people know that in his soul Tvardovsky remained a sensitive lyricist until his death, whose idols were Pushkin and Lermontov, Fet and Nekrasov. It is difficult to say how the creative path of this person would have developed if it were not for the war. But one thing is indisputable: Tvardovsky's lyrical works are no less interesting than military poetry.

An example of this is the poem "Spring Lines", written in 1925 and dedicated to his native farm Zagorye. It was here that the most serene and romantic years of the life of the young poet passed, who learned to convey the beauty of the world around him in simple words. The poet perceives an ordinary spring morning as a gift from heaven, noting: "Slowly, little by little, the sun rises over the hill." The poet compares its rays with a thin hazel, whose branches bend under a light spring breeze. With the first rays of the sun, nature comes to life, because in the morning everyone has their own worries and responsibilities.

“The starling has spoken - a small joyful house,” the author notes, admiring not only the industrious birds, but also the way the world around him wakes up. The sun has already warmed the first thawed patches, and not only trees and early wild flowers speak of the arrival of spring, but also the wide open gates of rural estates, the sun-warmed mounds near the houses.

Like many Russian poets, Tvardovsky endows inanimate objects with the qualities of living people, which gives his works an amazing imagery. “The frozen farm thawed, the windows shed tears in the sun,” the poet notes. He also never ceases to be surprised at how quickly nature is changing. In the morning, sleighs raced along the snow-covered edge of the forest, "and by noon - the sun pulls a big warm spring across the field."

However, the most accurate and faithful predictor of the change of seasons is the cranes, which, “calling to each other, make a new flight” and return to their homeland from the warm southern countries. Their arrival means that the cold will not return, and spring has really come into its own. A new page of life has been opened, and the amazing author, called nature, is already beginning his next chronicle of the seasons.

Matinee lay down on the road
Smooth dry cloth.
Slowly, little by little
The sun rises over the mound.

The sun is like a thin hazel,
It grew into a copper bush.
The starling spoke -
Little joyful house.

yellow herd thawed
Woke up in the field, lives ...
The joy of the gloomy rubble,
The joy of an open gate.

"Spring lines" Alexander Tvardovsky

Matinee lay down on the road
Smooth dry cloth.
Slowly, little by little
The sun rises over the mound.

The sun is like a thin hazel,
It grew into a copper bush.
The starling spoke -
Little joyful house.

yellow herd thawed
Woke up in the field, lives ...
The joy of the gloomy rubble,
The joy of an open gate.

1. What type of lyrics can this poem be attributed to? ___________________________________

2. How does the poet perceive an ordinary spring morning? _________________________________________________________________________________________

3. Find and write down the personifications: ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

4. Determine the poetic size: _______________________________________________________

5. Determine the main mood of the lyrical hero: ___________________________________________________________________________________________

Analyzing the work of A. Tvardovsky, the reader always pays attention to the number of poems that were devoted to military topics. And there is a simple explanation for this, because the poet went through the entire Great Patriotic War. He was a war correspondent and already in 1938 went to the front lines. Naturally, those terrible events that he could observe while at war, feeling explosions, listening to cannon shots and the uninterrupted roar of machine guns, were forever imprinted in his memory.

However, in the soul of Tvardovsky there always lived a lyricist who subtly and gently felt the world around him, who admired the beauties of nature, who felt the breath of the seasons. A vivid confirmation of this fact is the poetic work "Spring Lines". It was written long before the war, in 1925.

The author dedicates the poem to his native farm, where he was born and spent the most wonderful years of his life. It was there that Tvardovsky learned to love nature, to see and feel the delights of the world around him.

Every morning he pays attention to the beautiful sun that appears from behind the hillock. The poet compares the sun's rays to hazel branches. The first rays of the sun start a new day, awaken strength and energy in each of us.

The author noticed the changes that take place around with the advent of spring. Birds arrive, birdhouses come to life, industrious feathered parents appear in them, and then chicks. The sun warms everything around.

Alexander Tvardovsky endows completely inanimate objects with the qualities of an ordinary person. He writes about a farm that is slowly thawing and leaving tears on the windows. The poet notices how quickly spring envelops the surrounding lands. Even in the morning, the edge of the forest was completely snow-covered, and by lunchtime, traces of the coming spring were clearly visible on it.

Of course, the most obvious sign of the onset of spring is the keys of cranes, which make another flight and return to their native lands. If these birds have already returned from warm countries, then winter has receded and there will be no more cold weather. The change of seasons has taken place and now a completely new time begins!

      Spring stitches

      Matinee lay down on the road
      Smooth dry cloth.
      Slowly, little by little
      The sun rises over the mound.

      The sun is like a thin hazel,
      It grew into a copper bush.
      The starling spoke -
      Little joyful house.

      yellow herd thawed
      Woke up in the field, lives ...
      The joy of the gloomy rubble,
      The joy of open gates...

      The frozen farm thawed,
      The sun blew through the windows.
      And only the frost of the morning
      Lays the road through the mud.

      Only in the morning they cut through the sled
      The copse is quiet.
      And by noon - the sun pulls the field
      Great warm spring.

      From the blue of a foreign land
      In the calm of a sensitive swamp
      Cranes, calling to one another,
      Completing a new flight...

      Harvest

      Breathe in sweaty chest
      Yellow-maned oats.
      Something warm
      Something ripe
      It blows from our lane.

      Give me a bare foot
      By prickly stubble.
      Give me a shiny scythe
      I'll cut my lane.

      Under the oat talk of the fields
      I'll get hot later.
      I'm doubly happy then
      If I work hard.

      On the threshing floor under a dark roof
      Sheaves will rest in stacks.
      Early morning will hear
      How the chains rattle.

      At heart space-fun,
      Endless happiness...
      Brings down bread with a golden blizzard.
      Hello New Harvest.

Pay attention to how the poet consistently addressed the terrible events of Stalin's repressions in poems and poems, how in the most difficult time he spoke about the hardships that the people are going through, first in small digressions, then in full voice (“Terkin in the next world”, “Beyond the distance - distance", "By the right of memory"). In each of the last poems there are reflections on the sad pages of our history. For example, the whole chapter "So it was" in the poem "Beyond the distance - distance" is devoted to memories.

Let's think with the poet over the lines:

      When the Kremlin walls
      The living is protected from life,
      Like a formidable spirit he was above us, -
      We did not know the names of others.

      They wondered how else to glorify
      Its in the capital and the village.
      Not to subtract here
      Not to add -
      So it was on earth...

      So it was: a quarter of a century
      A call to fight and work
      The person's name was
      With the word Motherland in a row.

      It knew no less measure,
      Already entering into those rights
      What do people of deep faith
      It has the name of a deity.

      And it was just normal
      What is he through the pipe smoke
      I saw everything in the world with my own eyes
      And he was in charge of everything, like God ...

High demands on oneself have always distinguished the writer and editor Alexander Trifonovich Tvardovsky. That is why each line evokes trust and a reciprocal feeling of gratitude and appreciation.

      To anyone else but a poet
      The descendants will not be silent.
      Him to a harsh answer
      The court will require a special one.

      I am not afraid of such judgment
      And maybe I've been waiting for him for a long time,
      Let me not have that word
      What is the most capacious of all, it is given to say.

      Mine - from the heart - not to the wind,
      It is ready for anyone:
      I lived, I was - for everything in the world
      I answer with my head...
      Alexander Trifonovich Tvardovsky

I. SCHILLER "Glove". Analysis of the ballad The famous German poet Johann Friedrich Schiller mainly wrote ballads based on legendary or mythological plots - they give his works brightness and originality. The poem "Glove" was no exception. Schiller described the era of brave, strong knights and beautiful ladies, and although these times are long gone, the themes of the German writer's works are still relevant and interesting for readers. All ballads of the poet are filled with a special drama that hides deep knowledge. The heroes in them must constantly prove to society their courage and devotion to their homeland, show nobility, courage, fearlessness and selflessness. In many of Schiller's works, there is a similarity with the works of Shakespeare, the great English playwright. It can be said with all certainty that Friedrich became his faithful follower. Schiller based the ballad "The Glove" on a real historical fact. The plot takes us to the time of knights and court ladies. It may seem rather banal and unremarkable, but the author managed to show the real deep meaning of the work, made the reader think about the situation, find out who is right and who is wrong. The events that took place at the court of the French king in the 15th century are described in his ballad by Schiller - "The Glove". Schiller "Glove". Summary. The summary of the work can be divided into several scenes. Initially, the king and nobles gathered for a performance to watch the fight between wild animals. The first to be released into the arena was a huge lion, which soon lay down on the sidelines. Then a brave tiger came out, but, seeing a stronger opponent, he did not get into trouble. Two leopards that ran after them attacked the striped animal, but the lion's formidable roar forced them to step aside. But she wanted to continue the bloody spectacle ... Creating the ballad "The Glove", Schiller wanted to emphasize human cruelty and heartlessness. Among the spectators shone the young beauty Kinigunda, who wished to test the sincerity of the feelings of the knight Delorge for her, and at the same time to have fun. The lady deliberately threw her glove into the arena, which fell right between the predators. Kinigunda turns to the knight with an innocent request to bring the dropped thing and thereby prove his devotion. Delorge understands that the beauty did it on purpose, but she cannot refuse the request, because refusal will undermine his reputation. With the help of the ballad "Glove" Schiller wanted to draw the reader's attention to how valuable human life is. loves and does not appreciate his actions. Moreover, the glove flew to the arrogant beauty in the face. The main meaning of the work is that nothing can be more valuable than a person's life, and it is stupid to risk it for the whim of a spoiled girl. Despite the fact that so much time has passed, the ballad still attracts attention and makes one think about the meaning - Schiller created the eternal work... sacrifices and meaningless proofs of feelings... Reading a ballad, one involuntarily thinks about the true value of love and life.