When I meet evil in people,
For a long time I try to believe
That this is most likely a pretense,
That this is an accident. And I'm wrong.
And, looking for confirmation of similar thoughts,
I strive to believe, forgetting about the reproach,
What a liar, maybe just a big dreamer,
A boor, he must be so embarrassed.
Like a gossip who stepped on my threshold,
Perhaps, out of stupidity, he blabbed,
And a friend who once did not help in trouble,
He didn’t betray, but just then he was confused.
I do not hide from troubles under the wing,
Other standards should be measured here.
Terribly do not want to believe in evil,
And I really don't want to believe in meanness!
Therefore, having met dishonest and evil,
Often you try willy-nilly
In his soul, as if to straighten them
And simply "edit", or something!
But facts and time are by no means a trifle.
And no matter how often you rape the soul,
But rot is still impossible
Not to hide, not to hide, like donkey's ears.
After all, evil, I confess, to me in my life
Not so much to meet.
And how many good hopes were shattered,
How many friends have I lost like this!
And yet, and yet I will not give up believing,
What you need at the beginning of any path
With good, with good and only with good,
With a trusting measure to go to people!
Let there be mistakes (this is not easy),
But how will you be uncontrollably glad,
When this measure is necessary for growth
To the one with whom you will become richer a hundredfold!
Let the cynics mutter pathetically like children
What, they say, is a fragile thing - hearts ...
I do not believe! Live, exist in the world
And friendship forever, and love to the end!
And my heart tells me: seek and act.
But don't forget one thing in advance:
You yourself meet your big measure,
And everything else, you'll see, will come!
When I meet evil in people,
For a long time I try to believe
That this is most likely a pretense,
That this is an accident. And I'm wrong.
And, looking for confirmation of similar thoughts,
I strive to believe, forgetting about the reproach,
What a liar, maybe just a big dreamer,
A boor, he must be so embarrassed.
Like a gossip who stepped on my threshold,
Perhaps, out of stupidity, he blabbed,
And a friend who once did not help in trouble,
He didn’t betray, but just then he was confused.
I do not hide from troubles under the wing.
Other standards should be measured here.
Terribly do not want to believe in evil,
And I really don't want to believe in meanness!
Therefore, having met dishonest and evil,
Often you try willy-nilly
In his soul, as if to straighten them
And simply "edit", or something!
But facts and time are by no means a trifle.
And no matter how often you rape the soul,
But rot is still impossible
Not to hide, not to hide, like donkey's ears.
After all, evil, I confess, to me in my life
Not so much to meet.
And how many good hopes were shattered,
How many friends have I lost like this!
And yet, and yet I will not give up believing,
What you need at the beginning of any path
With good, with good and only with good,
With a trusting measure to go to people!
Let there be mistakes (this is not easy),
But how will you be uncontrollably glad,
When this measure is necessary for growth
To the one with whom you will become richer a hundredfold!
Let the cynics mutter pathetically like children
What, they say, is a fragile thing - hearts ...
I do not believe! Live, exist in the world
And friendship forever, and love to the end!
And my heart tells me: seek and act.
But don't forget one thing in advance:
You yourself meet your big measure,
And everything else, you'll see, will come!
Analysis of the poem "When I meet evil in people" Asadov
Eduard Arkadyevich Asadov calls to believe in goodness in his work “When I meet evil in people”.
The poem is dated 1966. Its author is 43 years old, he already enjoys all-Union popularity, publishes collections in huge editions, together with his wife, artist G. Razumovskaya, performs at literary evenings. In terms of genre - philosophical lyrics, cross and encircling rhymes, 11 stanzas. Rhymes are open and closed. Vocabulary is lively, colloquial, evaluative, sometimes sublime. The tone is honest and frank. Already from the first quatrain, a confidential dialogue between the poet and the reader begins. Evil in people is the leitmotif of the work. Notice or be above it? He invites everyone to talk. Ready to listen, agree, argue. The feelings that he experiences are understandable and familiar to every person. The poet tries to look at things philosophically: it is better to think that a person is weak than vile. This perspective allows you to see a dreamer in a liar, a gossip in a gossip, a coward in a traitor. The popularity of E. Asadov's lyrics in the reader's environment went hand in hand with the biased attitude towards it of critics and some colleagues in the pen. It happened that even people entering the poet's house turned out to be "liars, gossips." The greater was the joy when a friend worthily passed the test of time.
The structure of the poem is almost prosaic, verbal, using the technique of parenthesis (maybe, they say). Exclamations and dots, lexical repetitions (simple), anaphora (what is it, let it be), expressive vernacular prefixed verbs: loose, broke. Amplification: live, exist. Epithets: gullible, awful. Explanation: (this is not easy). The use of double, reinforced epithets: three repetitions of "with good" (in stanza 8). Compound rhyme: or something, straighten them (in stanza 5). A number of negatives, including double ones (for example, in the 6th quatrain). Metaphor: you rape the soul, the heart repeats. Comparisons: like donkey ears (a reference to the mythological story about the stubborn King Midas), like children. enumerative gradations. Playing with morphological forms of words formed from a single root: to measure by standards. Prose: edit. Idiom: from troubles under the wing.
Genuine sincerity of intonation, high principles are the components of the success and topicality of the poem “When I meet bad things in people” by E. Asadov.
