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SergeiSK 27.08.2009 12:56

Died Sergei Mikhalkov
 
Вложений: 1
Classic Soviet literature Sergei Mikhalkov, died on the 97-th year of life, ITAR-TASS reported with reference to the family of the deceased. According to the interlocutor of the agency, Mikhalkov has died in a Moscow clinic.
Sergei Mikhalkov, was the author of the text of the Soviet national anthem and the new anthem of Russia. Three times winner of the State Prize of the USSR, Lenin Prize winner, Mikhalkov was also known as the author of poems for children.
(Lenta.ru)

Евгений 29.08.2009 08:31

The funeral of Sergei Mikhalkov, held on Saturday, August 29, 2009, on a plot near the central alley Novodevichy Cemetery in Moscow.

Кирилл Сызранский 30.08.2009 21:39

Sergei Mikhalkov

Is America is


Map of the world before us:
This is the land, but water
Here are marked by circles
In different countries, cities.

Hundreds of them: big, metropolitan,
Chief, glorious, world.
Many thousands of them: ordinary
Inconspicuous, ordinary ...

There is a great city:
London, New Delhi, Rome, Paris.
Our people are proud of Moscow --
Is that Moscow compare!
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And let not the same
Cities of different path
But in his own way, however,
All prom anything:

Oil City, the city of steel,
Media city of crystal,
Here - carpets woven centuries,
Here - for centuries baked
All sizes pretzel.

This city is so well known,
With expanses of land
Every year on the feast of songs
He collects people.

City - Museums,
The city-port and the garden city.
All colors in the hothouse
City-paradise! And the city-hell!

City-hell! .. About it in the newspaper
Have read you and me.
There is such a white light,
Where to sit in the dungeons of children --
Children with a bitter fate.

He has recently become known
No boiling of labor,
A disorder, and dishonor
And their ignorance.

Savage deeds
It is now known to all --
In the wild, the state of Alabama
Horrible city Birmingham.

City of anger, the city groan,
Where in the darkness burning crosses,
Where are you going to outlaw
In the eyes of Washington,
If the skin is black you are!

I heard:
"Enough!"
I want to live like a man!
Why the land of Lincoln
Revived slave age?

I want to like everything to work,
At night, not to tremble in fear,
Together with the white study,
Color is not ashamed
And do not humiliate yourself! "

But goons Ku Klux Klan
Bawled in reply:
"You let loose early --
You hang a thousand years!
Well, those white mongrels,
Too honest, too bold,
Those that with you at the same time,
We'll kill all the same! "

And they said negros: "We must
We have the freedom to take themselves! .. "
In Birmingham - the barricades ...
The barking of dogs ... Fire and smoke ...

Do you like my sister
To see a doll in the grass --
Six-year old girl
Doll beaten on the head!

You wanted to, so you paid,
As white, par --
As you open the fire,
As in the battle in the war ...

Under running cold water
Snapped tree.
From America's "free"
Get a jet in the face! ..

For America is not new
Dirty word "racist."
I cursed the word
Zamaraev sheet of paper ...

That none of the foreigners
Terrible truth can not be learned
Publishes Americans
Polychromatic magazine.

It funny pictures:
Near blacks - blondes
And a smile from ear to ear
У больших и малышей.
Negros-Pope, negros-mom
There and dance and sing ...

Only in Alabama
That magazine does not sell!

And flipping through those pages,
I am sure you will understand:
This is - a bright, color,
Colorful lie!

Eriksson 30.08.2009 23:20

Cyril Syzransky, where you found it a miracle? Class!
"Get the jet in the face" will be stronger than Goethe's Faust!: D

Кирилл Сызранский 30.08.2009 23:22

Sergei Mikhalkov

ruble /dollar
fable.
The American dollar is important,
Which all-day climbs in the loan
Once
C met the Soviet ruble.

And well, well, swagger and boast full swing:
"Before me trembling human race
Open to me, all the doors, all of the capital,
The ministers and merchants, and other titles of persons
Hurry to me with outstretched hand.
I still can not buy what they desire,
I'm liking alone, others - I'll have to execute,
I've seen Greece, I visited in China --
Compare it with me some ruble? .. "

"And I'm with you I do not think equal", --
Soviet ruble told him in response.
"I know who you are, and if already admitted:
What is it that you saw the light?

You in any country should only appear
As for your following areas and death are.
For black case you take the murderer
Traders home to put you in the pocket.

I'm the people's ruble, and I am in the hands of the people,
Who builds the world and the world world beckons
And all the enemies out of spite I'm growing stronger year by year.
Well, get out - the Soviet ruble is coming! "

Wladzislaw 30.08.2009 23:51

Nobel dish.

Anti-Soviet overseas poison
Cooked in the kitchen, our open enemy.
Under the new recipe as a seasoning,
Was proposed as a cook parsnips.

All our people spits on this dish:
Even the smell, we know where!


in the guard of honor
/... /

Comrade Stalin! Woe is large,
To live without you, we will not be easy.
But our faith in the Party is strong,
And in our people, and in Stalin's Central Committee.
And in this difficult, very difficult hour
You can rely on us!

Tana 30.08.2009 23:59

Cyril Syzransky the first poem of rassizme, probably years 50-60's?

Кирилл Сызранский 31.08.2009 00:35

Tana, probably.
And this is 1937.
Border

In the dead of night,
In cold gloom
Messenger belyh gangs
Crosses the border enemy --
Spies and saboteurs.

He crawled on his belly snake,
He moved apart the bushes,
He walked to the touch in the dark
I walked around the office.
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In svezhevypavshem mildew
Unmowed grass
He went in the morning on the highway
Path field.

And in the same early hour
From near the village
Learn in school, in fifth grade,
Friends of the crowd was.

There were ten boys in single file
On the morning dew,
And each was a student
And Voroshilovsky shooter
I lived near it.

They hurried to the lesson
But then it happened:
At the intersection of two roads
They met the enemy.

- I lost, I think, the way
And there are not turned off! --
None of our ten
And not blink.

- I'll show you the way! --
He said then that one.
Another said: - I spend.
Come along, citizen.

Chief Sits young
Stands in the doorway convoy
And the man is a stranger --
We know who is.

There is a border strip
Prescription:
We know everything we know all --
Who am I, who you are, who he is.

SAH 31.08.2009 00:40

Цитата:

Сообщение от Cyril Syzransky (Сообщение 578046)
Border

Оочень good and I think "relevant"
Цитата:

Сообщение от Cyril Syzransky (Сообщение 578046)
There is a border strip
Prescription:
We know everything we know all --
Who am I, who you are, who he is.


Тютчев 31.08.2009 10:08

Very topically, in my opinion:

ass in the clip.


Poet: Mikhalkov SV

Donkey entrusted once enviable position.
Forest traders say not to praise
Some important animal, where it is, obviously
By friendship has the patronage of ass ...
Ass to posts that have the strength to try:
One pointed out, trying to teach others;
But how he would behave with dignity or lead --
He was, so he stayed:
Ears lead - everyone can see that ass! ..


In the forest crept unfavorable rumors.
By way of criticism had to admit at all:
"Do not fulfilled the hopes big-eared friend!
Failed. The post will have to withdraw. "
And now for the post of Wola, retired,
Enlisted donkey. Again, at the same rate! ..
Again, rumors in the woods were crawling:
"He said to make a slip and then!"
Some laugh and others cry:
"As if to us now to nominate?"

The issue with the donkeys is clear but not simple;
You can withdraw from the ass, since it is necessary, the skin
I screwed him for all the mistakes of the tail,
But if the donkey fell into the range,
Take your yes Give him the helm!

Вивьен 31.08.2009 10:20

Цитата:

Сообщение от Tjutchev (Сообщение 578436)
Very topically, in my opinion:

Donkey in a holder.

Many lion feud blows inflicted,
But God save us from the fury of ass!

SergeiSK 31.08.2009 10:22

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Сообщение от Tjutchev (Сообщение 578436)
Very topically, in my opinion

Here too, actually:)


Sea turkey

Turkey envied geese,
What can swim here and there.
Short,
He was drawn to the water --
On the river, the lakes, at sea,
Where sometimes salty wind muzzle.
But most of all it is beckoning,
What beautiful sailors'm not wearing one! ..
Luck is a turkey! Turkey came to the fleet!
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Turkey in nautically eat. Turkey in nautically drinks.
In the vest he wore as walking up to the Navy.
But in the water you do and do not push the power:
Away from the water on the land he lives,
And if the bank sees a sudden wave
So it screams: "I'm sinking you!" .. "
Turkey once drove home to the farm to
And the furor.
About him as soon as the conversation:
"What a sailor! Ah Ah - kudahchut chickens. --
What slang!
And as he tattooed!
And we live for the roosters, fools! "
Sulked our Turkey, suddenly became a hero of the day.
The tail is dissolved, and the forces that had
(Although no one in particular and did not ask)
Wail:
"Relatives!
Take an example with all me!
Rather you bathe in the dust!
I - waterfowl, brothers
I can not live without a ship!
Abraham Stem! Sail!
Bird flapped its wings all around the yard:
"As we are proud!" We visited Turkey! "
And even the rooster sang "Doodle"
Praising Sea turkey.

x x x

So sometimes hide Nahal and ignorant
For big words and elegant clothing.


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And on the topic:)

Elephant - painter

Elephant-wrote the landscape painter
But before sending it on opening day,
He invited friends to look at the canvas:
What if suddenly it failed
Attention artists, our honored guests!
What kind of criticism now heard it?
Would not it be cruel animal Court?
Overthrown? Or be raised?
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Connoisseurs come. Picture of Elephant opened.
Who's got next, who came closer.
"Well, what - began crocodile --
Landscape good! But Neil, I do not see ... "
"What the Nile is not, in fact there is no great distress --
Said Seal. - But where is the snow? Where is the ice? "--
"Excuse me! - Surprised mole. --
There are few things more important than ice!
Forgot garden artist. --
"Oink-oink - prohryukala Pig --
The picture was a success, friends!
But in terms of us, pigs,
Should be acorns on it. "
All requests received Elephant.
Again, he took over paint
And all our friends to the best of
Elephant brush lands,
Depicted snow and ice,
And Neil, and oak, and garden,
And even - honey!
(In case you suddenly Bear
Will come now to look ...)

Picture of an elephant is ready,
Friends called an artist again.
Guests look at the landscape
And whispered: "Yeralash!"

Тютчев 31.08.2009 10:50

Funny poem and also to-date (tomorrow, 1 September):):

School.

Poet: Mikhalkov SV

That was many years ago.
I, too, for the first time
With a crowd of peers, children
Appeared in the classroom.

I also asked a lesson
I was summoned to the blackboard,
I solved it as I could,
Holding a piece of chalk in his hand.
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DEPARTURE school year,
And do not overtake them.
But I find sometimes
His comrades.

One - a sailor, the other - Tanks,
And the third - an engineer,
Fourth - a circus artist,
And the fifth - land surveyor

Sixth - Polar captain
Seventh - art,
Eighth - our announcer, Levitan,
Ninth - I am a poet.

And we met, every time
About the school said ...
- Do you remember how we were taught
And as I did not know where the Caucasus,
And you did not know where the Crimea?


As I tried to suggest,
To bail out boyfriend
With five-eight - forty-five
And that Elbrus - the river?

We are older now,
We children did not return.
We in the life of the school opened the door
And the path.

But, seeing in the classroom
Now their children,
We remember every time
About her youth,

About our school over the river,
On a class of two windows.
The world was not such
Good as it!

Konstantin 31.08.2009 11:50

I thank the panellists for inteligentny approach. Always be well-verse with each other.
But with all due respect to Sergei Mikhalkov, except for "Uncle Stepa" and the anthem, I do not remember by heart. A Hymn dosih been singing the old "Union ironclad ...", new words I do not know: (. But of course, and this is enough.
But all the same who are members of the skirmishes in poems read over at night Mikhalkov?
Just recently my oldest (15 years) asked for advice on poetry and poets. Youth ... What I suggested? Block - "The Stranger", Yesenin - everything.

Vladimir 31.08.2009 11:57

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Сообщение от Konstantin (Сообщение 578556)
What I suggested? Block - "The Stranger", Yesenin - everything.

Mayakovsky - this is an innovator! Power commands respect even from those who are not very close to poetry.


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