
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Mikhail Lermontov, poet of the Caucasus
Writer, poet and painter. Born in 1814 and died in 1841, in a duel at the foot of the Mashuk mountain.
He once said tha the trouble with Russia was not that some people were suffering but that an immense number of people were suffering without realizing it.
I am not sure when Lermontov said those words, but they are still valid now, as they were back in the XIX century.
Tsar Nicholas I is reported to have reacted to Lermontov's death with the following words: "A dog's death for a dog". No wonder why.
Writer, poet and painter. Born in 1814 and died in 1841, in a duel at the foot of the Mashuk mountain.
He once said tha the trouble with Russia was not that some people were suffering but that an immense number of people were suffering without realizing it.
I am not sure when Lermontov said those words, but they are still valid now, as they were back in the XIX century.
Tsar Nicholas I is reported to have reacted to Lermontov's death with the following words: "A dog's death for a dog". No wonder why.

Thursday, October 22, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Valentina Tereshkova, the first woman in space
Directly from the Soviet Archives. This is Valentina Tereshkova, minutes before being launched aboard Vostok-6 as the first woman in space, June 16 1963. The photo is a cover of the book "Propaganda: Photographs from Soviet Archives by Mark Holborn".
Directly from the Soviet Archives. This is Valentina Tereshkova, minutes before being launched aboard Vostok-6 as the first woman in space, June 16 1963. The photo is a cover of the book "Propaganda: Photographs from Soviet Archives by Mark Holborn".
In 1963, Valentina married Andrian Nikolayev, another Russian cosmonaut. Their daughter, Elena Andrianovna, became an object of medical curiosity for being the first child born from parents that have both travelled into space.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
We know what trembles on the scales,
and what we must steel ourselves to face.
The bravest hour strikes on our clocks:
may courage not abandon us!
Let bullets kill us—we are not afraid,
nor are we bitter, though our housetops fall.
We will preserve you, Russian speech,
from servitude in foreign chains,
keep you alive, great Russian word,
fit for the songs of our children's children,
pure on their tongues, and free.
Anna Akhmatova, 1942
A good selection of bi-lingual poems by Anna Akhmatova can be found on this page. Translations by Andrey Kneller.
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