Every evening brought to the window
My chair. I see roads.
Oh, do you, do I reproach you
For the last bitterness of anxiety!
I'm not afraid of anything on earth
Turning pale in heavy breaths.
Only the nights are scary because
What your eyes see in a dream I.
People are divided into two halves. Some, entering the room, exclaim: “Oh, whom do I see!”; others: "Here I am!"
Night. How I love this time of day. The time when no one touches you. Nobody needs you. Just you and your thoughts.
I believe in God as I believe in the sun. I believe not because I see Him, but because in His light I see everything else.
Everything you see in me is not mine, it is yours. Mine is what I see in you.
When I meet someone, I always see only the good in a person. Until the person proves otherwise.
Nothing is impossible in the world - it's just a matter of whether you have the courage.
Mom, they told me I look like you. This was best compliment in my life..
Don't prove anything to anyone. Just silently walk towards your goals. Your actions will tell about you.
When I see people around me, not knowing what to do with my free time, seek the most pitiful occupations and entertainments, I look for a book and say inwardly: this one is enough for a whole life.
Come see me
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Anna Akhmatova
Option 1 (classic)
Come see me.
No one can warm these hands
Every evening brought to the window
My chair. I see roads.
Oh, do you, do I reproach you
For the last bitterness of anxiety!
I'm not afraid of anything on earth
Turning pale in heavy breaths.
Only the nights are scary because
What your eyes see in a dream I.
Come see me.
Come. I am alive. I'm in pain.
No one can warm these hands
Those lips said, "Enough!"
These poems became a romance in the film "Come See Me". The film is wonderful! I watched it twice and every time with indescribable pleasure. Oleg Ivanovich Yankovsky is incomparable. I won't talk about women. Everyone liked it. After the film, I found Anna Akhmatova's poems and began to sing them with a guitar until the melody disappeared from my head. But I think I added something extra. And then, as it always happens with me, the devil pulled me by the hand...
But Anna Akhmatova herself is to blame. If not for her "heavy breathing", I might not have touched the classic creation. And then this line “Oh, whether you, I reproach you” - suggests that in the soul of the heroine lives quite a few reproaches to the hero she calls. And that she is now so accommodating, until he came. And as soon as he appears, everything will return to the previous one again ... And it is clear that the heroine says to herself, “Enough! Don't cling to him." But he cannot stop. And then I thought that opposite side Claims must also have accumulated. How would HE write her a similar romance when he became the same helpless and lonely?
And I took up my usual game of words, and I had an option for a man.
Option 2 (reproachful)
Come. I want to see,
What is left of free life
From the fire, which is unable to warm,
And from the lips that said to me: "Enough!"
I'm drowning in the cold sky
The stars give me ghosts of light.
I'm looking for one among hundreds
That has long been lost somewhere.
I don't need almost anything
I breathe heavily, and my cheeks turn pale,
And I can't sleep at night because
That your eyes dare me to dream.
Come. I want to burn out.
I live in anticipation of meeting.
Come to me before death
Calm down my speech forever.
17:54:14 12.09.2010
After I sang this version with the guitar, I was convinced that music works wonders and turns any texts into masterpieces! But green melancholy had already poured into me over the edge, and I decided to win back, and imagined how a young guy would write such a romance, maybe the same one who remained behind the scenes in the film “Come See Me”. You remember that the case in it ends with another knock on the door. And Dina goes to open it, and according to the expression of all the characters in the film, it is clear who they are eager to see on the threshold.
I fiddled a little more. And I came up with a third version, with a pronounced sexual orientation - one might say, youthful. Having sung it with the guitar, I was convinced that the romance can also pass in this form.
Option 3 (hilarious)
Come. I want to see you
Naked, incomplete, contented
From a love stronger than a bear
And from the lips that whispered to me: "Oh, it hurts!"
I will enter the crazy sky
The stars bleed milky light.
I found one among hundreds
To drink to the bottom of the Indian summer.
I don't need almost anything
I breathe zealously, and my cheeks shine.
I don't sleep at night because
That I want to make love.
Come and give yourself
How harems give a concubine!
Just know, no later than three,
After three I will solve all the problems ...
18:52:32 12.09.2010
But since it’s expensive to post three romances (and who will download all three of them?), I decided to make a MINUS version without words - under “on-on”, so that my readers can sing any version with me, whatever they want! As a result of all the experiments, this is what happened:
MP3 format, sound duration 2min:22sec, quality 128kbps, 44kHz, size 2.17MB (2280385bytes), guitar, singing;
About the outstanding poetess Silver Age we asked to tell actress Alla Demidova- for many years she has been reading Akhmatova's poems from the stage, studying her work and biography.
"This one won't go down!"
Akhmatova was born on June 11 - but this is according to the old style. In the 19th century, 12 days were added to the old style to get a new one, and in the 20th century, one more. Therefore, Akhmatova herself said that she was born on the night of June 23-24 - on the mysterious, magical night on Ivan Kupala.
In her life there was a place for everything, including riddles, some mystical coincidences, signs. I really like the so-called circles of fate in Akhmatova's biography. For example, a coat of arms with an inscription in Latin “God saves everything” passed through her life and death like a strange thread. This inscription adorned the Fountain House in Leningrad, where Akhmatova lived for more than 35 years. The coat of arms with the same inscription was at the Sklifosovsky clinic, where a Moscow memorial service was held for her. The same coat of arms crowned the branch of the Writers' Union in Leningrad, where Akhmatova's body was brought from the Moscow Sklif. And the inscription from this coat of arms became the epigraph to the “Poem without a Hero”, which Anna Andreevna wrote for 15 years and would have continued to compose further, if not for her death.
Russian poetess, writer, literary critic, translator Anna Andreevna Akhmatova. Photo: RIA Novosti / A. Vorotynsky
Similar amazing coincidences there was a lot in her life. For example, as a child in Tsarskoye Selo, Akhmatova lived on Shirokaya Street, which was renamed Lenin Street after the revolution. And the last Leningrad registration of Anna Andreevna was on Lenin Street, which used to be called ... Shirokaya. Agree, strange. God saves everything...
During her lifetime, many considered Akhmatova a clairvoyant. Mandelstam, for example, called her Cassandra. She herself wrote: “The future casts its shadow long before it enters.” Some things that came to her from above, she was simply afraid to write down, because words are material, a word is an action. One of Akhmatova's poems contains the following lines: I called death to my dear ones, And they died one by one. Oh, woe to me! These graves are predicted by my word».
Akhmatova had almost no drafts. Lying down and closing her eyes, she muttered something indistinctly - “buzzed”, “buzzed” sometimes even in her sleep, and then, rising, wrote down what she heard - immediately, in white. Poems arose, in which, according to her, she seemed to be not involved. There is a story by Akhmatova herself, how she was on a train in 1921, she wanted to smoke, but there were no matches. I went out into the vestibule, young soldiers were driving there, who also wanted to smoke, but they didn’t have matches either. Sparks from the locomotive flew into the slot of the vestibule, and Akhmatova contrived to light a cigarette from such a spark. “This one will not be lost,” the soldiers said. And she returned to the car and wrote down a poem that turned out to be visionary "You will not be alive." A few days later he was shot Nikolai Gumilyov (first husband of the poetess. - Ed.).
fatal august
wife Gumilyova Akhmatova became in April 1910, although over the years she rejected his repeated marriage proposals. AT " notebooks" Anna Andreevna later wrote: "The endless grooming of Nikolai Stepanovich and my equally endless refusals finally tired even my meek mother, and she reproachfully said to me: "The bride is not bride," which seemed to me blasphemy. Gumilyov was so exhausted that he wanted to commit suicide. He was barely saved. Perhaps this news prompted her to agree to marriage. She retracted her consent several times. What does this say: about self-will of character? About independence? About dislike? .. In any case, the legend says that when Gumilyov asked her if she loved him, she replied: “I don’t love him, but I consider you outstanding person". Gumilyov smiled and asked: “Like Buddha or Mohammed?”
None of the bride's relatives came to the wedding in Kyiv, because everyone considered this marriage obviously doomed to failure. Two months before the wedding, Akhmatova wrote to her friend: “My bird, now I’m going to Kyiv. Pray for me. It doesn't get worse. I want to die... If only I could cry.”
Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilyov, Anna Andreevna Akhmatova and their son Lev. Photo: RIA Novosti
Shortly before marriage, saying goodbye to old life, Akhmatova burned her childhood poems and letters. It was the first burning of his own creativity. Then in different time and for various reasons there will be many burned poems, diaries and correspondence.
Akhmatova did not like August - last month summer for her was invariably associated with partings, farewells, remembrances. “August is always a terrible month for me,” Akhmatova once said to one of her interlocutors. " That August, like a yellow flame Breaking through the smoke, That August rose above us, Like a fiery seraph”, she wrote. A friend told me how, after my reading of Poem Without a Hero at the Novaya Opera in 2000, the audience went down the stairs to the wardrobe, and two girls like fashion models said to one another: “Cool!” - “Yes, cool. And what, Demidova herself composed the poems?
In general, this property of Akhmatov's poetry - to echo the present day - I observed very often. When, after the earthquake, I, together with the Moscow Virtuosos, arrived in Spitak and read Akhmatova's Requiem from the stage, it was surprising to see that the audience perceives these verses as a dedication to their tragedy.
Infographics Photo: AiF
Come see me.
Come. I am alive. I'm in pain.
No one can warm these hands
Those lips said, "Enough!"
Every evening brought to the window
My chair. I see roads.
Oh, do you, do I reproach you
For the last bitterness of anxiety!
I'm not afraid of anything on earth
Turning pale in heavy breaths.
Only the nights are scary because
What your eyes see in a dream I.
Analysis of the poem "Come see me" by Akhmatova
1912 became hard time for Akhmatova. She had been married to N. Gumilyov for two years, but family life didn't add up. The husband left the pregnant Akhmatova for a new trip abroad. The poetess was very upset by such a betrayal and hoped that the child could save their marriage. In the middle of summer Gumilev returned. On October 1, Akhmatova's son was born, but her husband did not spend the night at home that day and embarrassedly came with congratulations last. The diary of the poetess records that soon after giving birth, she and her husband “gave each other complete freedom". Gumilyov moved to another apartment, leaving his wife with a baby in her arms. Probably under the influence of this Akhmatova in November she wrote the poem "Come to see me ...". In the image of the lyrical heroine, the fate of the poetess herself is clearly visible.
Despite the fact that the couple agreed to end the relationship, Akhmatova naturally felt the strongest resentment. The child was a heavy load on the shoulders of a woman accustomed to active creative life. This insult spills out from the very first lines. The poetess asks her husband just to look at her. Probably, Gumilyov was not at all interested in either his wife or his own son. Akhmatova feels completely alone and forgotten: “I am alive. I'm in pain." At the same time, she admits that she herself is tired of fake relationships: “These lips said:“ Enough!
The lyrical heroine appears as a woman who cannot live without outside help: "... they bring my chair to the window." The view of the roads that opens before her eyes carries a double meaning. Akhmatova understands that without male support it will be very difficult for her to raise her son. Former poetic dreams and hopes of infinite variety life paths(roads) will have to be abandoned. Loneliness dooms her to an everyday gray existence. On the other hand, the roads may symbolize her husband's travels. He disappeared again, leaving one of them. Hope still lives in Akhmatova's soul, and she, looking out of the window, tries not to miss his return.
Still, the poetess does not reproach her husband. Possessing strong character, she is sure that she will cope with all the troubles on her own: "I am not afraid of anything on earth." In the light of day lyrical heroine able to overcome her anguish. The only thing that scares her is the onset of night, because in her sleep the eyes of her beloved continue to haunt her.
“Come see me…” Anna Akhmatova
Come see me.
Come. I am alive. I'm in pain.
No one can warm these hands
Those lips said, "Enough!"Every evening brought to the window
My chair. I see roads.
Oh, do you, do I reproach you
For the last bitterness of anxiety!I'm not afraid of anything on earth
Turning pale in heavy breaths.
Only the nights are scary because
What your eyes see in a dream I.
Analysis of Akhmatova's poem "Come see me ..."
In 1912 Akhmatova wrote little poem"Come see me..." Subsequently, it gave its name to the popular Russian melodrama based on the play by Nadezhda Ptushkina. The premiere of the tape took place in 2001. One of the directors of the film is the famous actor Oleg Yankovsky. He also had the honor of playing the main male role. Images of central female characters Ekaterina Vasilyeva and Irina Kupchenko embodied on the screen. The film features the composition “Come see me…” written on Akhmatova’s poems. The romance is performed by Elena Kamburova. The music was composed by composer Vadim Bibergan.
The text in question was created by a young poetess - at that time Anna Andreevna was about 23 years old. However, it feels rich life experience, the intonation of a woman who has experienced and seen a lot. The poem begins with an appeal to an unknown interlocutor, most likely former lover: "Come see me." Immediately, in the second line, the verb is repeated: “Come ...” It turns out like a spell, a prayer, and not a simple request. In the words of the heroine - pain, anguish. She was left alone, there was no one to even warm her hands. In the second stanza, the reader learns even more about her and her relationship with her lover. The heroine says that every evening her chair is brought to the window. An image of a weak woman, unable to rise to her feet on her own, immediately appears before her eyes. Of the few pleasures available is to look out the window at roads that she was not destined to walk on. In the third and final quatrain, the lyrical heroine admits that she is not afraid of anything on earth. However, almost immediately she refutes her own assertion. Something still scares her - it's night. dark time days are not scary in and of themselves. The fact is that in a dream the heroine sees the eyes of her lover.
The poem "Come see me ..." is distinguished by its simplicity of form and language. At the same time, there is a lot of unsaid in it, left at the mercy of the reader's imagination. One can only speculate what happened between the heroine and the man about whom in question in the work. Did he leave her because of illness? Or did their romance end even earlier? Was this couple happy even for a short time? Will the heroine, a woman with an apparently strong character, be able to cope with difficulties? Akhmatova leaves all this behind the scenes, as if offering each reader to come up with their own story.
