“Robert Rozhdestvensky” composition


The voice of Robert Rozhdestvensky was heard immediately, as soon as the magazine “October” published in 1955 his youthful poem “My Love”. The young poet distinctly and simply talked about things that are close to many. Bribed gullible, open intonation of this voice, natural democratism and civil fullness of lyrical utterance, when the individual invariably aspired to merge with the destinies of time, the country, the people.

What was behind the “heap of lines,” this first, yet largely imperfect, but very sincere poem?

The military Siberian childhood, trains-caterpillars, slow as a queue for bread, a music school, pioneer concerts in the Omsk hospital, when you, the stammering twelve-year-old cadet, listen to heavily wounded fighters and commanders, the voice of the brass of the regimental orchestra, which now evokes acute memories and imperiously, as well as then, calling to the future: “No one, comrade, will tell us that fate has besotted us, but if the world overtakes the pipe one day, I will follow you through the hurricane wind, over the rusty ice, edi! “

You believe the poems of the poet about childhood – here is the biography of a whole generation, his fate, determined decisively by the mid-fifties, the time of serious social changes in Soviet life. Robert Ivanovich Rozhdestvensky was born in the Altai village of Kosikha in 1932, in the family of a regular military man. My mother was a doctor, and when the war broke out, which caught Christmas in Omsk, the parents of the future poet went to the front. “And I,” he recalls, “shocked by everything that happened, wrote a poem, and our schoolteacher took this poem to the newspaper where it was published.” Many years later, Christmas wrote:


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“Robert Rozhdestvensky” composition