Brock (1880- 192 1) was a famous Russian poet at the end of the 20th century. He was born in a noble family in St. Petersburg. /kloc-started writing poetry at the age of 0/8. The Poems of Bell, published in 1904, is his famous work and early masterpiece, full of mysticism and aestheticism. Therefore, Brock became the representative figure of Russian symbolism poetry school at that time.
Personal life
Brock was born in a noble family in Petersburg. His father is a professor and his mother is a writer. 1906 graduated from the Department of History and Language of Petersburg University.
I loved to write poetry since I was a child. 1903 began to publish my works. Influenced by mysticism, early poetry is one of the representatives of symbolism poetry.
1904' s poetry collection "Beauty Poems Grass" is the masterpiece of this stage.
The revolution of 1905 brought him close to social life. At this time, he wrote Man Han (1905), Russia (1908) and The Hour of Night (191kloc-0/), expressing the poets.
After the October Revolution, he was engaged in cultural propaganda. In the article Intellectuals and Revolution written by 19 18, he called on intellectuals to "listen to the revolution with their whole body, mind and consciousness" and predicted that Russia would become a great new country. Twelve, a long poem written in the same year, is his masterpiece and the first long poem describing the October Revolution, which occupies an important position in the history of Soviet poetry. Although poetry is marked by symbolism, its brushwork is exquisite and its style is high. In addition, he wrote a political lyric poem Man Zi (19 18), which exposed the ugly nature of capitalist civilization and expressed the poet's patriotic enthusiasm. In his later years, he participated in the publication of the World Literature Series founded by Gorky and made outstanding contributions to the cultural work of the Soviet Union. He is a great poet and occupies an important position in the history of Soviet poetry.
In "Strange Girl" written by 1906, he saw his goddess crossing the world full of secular flavor:
The hat with black feathers on her head,
Her floating silk coat is like a cloud,
Her beautiful fingers are full of jewels,
It's incredible: the legendary girl who came to earth.
A wonderful sense of intimacy conquered me,
I couldn't help staring at her black veil,
There, I saw the charming other shore,
I saw the charming distance.
I accepted a secret that I couldn't tell anyone,
I personally hold the sun in one's heart,
So, in every corner of my heart,
This sad wine is everywhere.
The ostrich feathers hanging from her hat,
Always shaking in my head,
Her unfathomable blue eyes,
Shining on the distant shore.
Ah, there is a treasure chest in my heart.
I have the key to the treasure chest,
Oh, you drunkard, you are right.
I also believe: "There is truth in wine!"