Athanasius Fet wrote for his life comparativelyfew poems. But what! They are harmonious and musical, and therefore most of them are easily remembered. As a rule, this is a monologue of the lyrical hero, to feelings and sensations of which you easily join.
Yes, this almost non-verbal verse of Fet, whicheasy to learn, begins with the words: "This morning, this joy" - and ends with the phrase: "This is all spring." It is written by the horei, and this is an enthusiastic song of triumphant coming spring.
And another spring, in April 1873, appeared another bright verse of Fet, inspired by a bright moonlit night, blooming gardens, which is easy to learn, - "In the haze of the invisible." In him everything is full of mystery, which awakens the most tender feelings. And this short work is also written by the harem.
In 1850 appeared a poem - a livingmusic by sound, and there really is not a single verb in it. This verse of Fet, which is easy to learn, begins like this: "Whisper, timid breathing." And then - the delightful poetry of the night, passing at dawn. Discover the small volume, and in it everyone will find a verse of Fet, which is easy to learn. Because the fact that one person seems easy, for some reason can make another difficult.
Here is A.Fet is a short poem "May Night". Only 12 lines. It's brilliant, deep and infinitely beautiful. It is written iambic, probably the most popular size in Russian versification. L. Tolstoy immediately learned it. And it would seem that it is so special? The poet stares at the ridge of clouds that are melting in the high sky. Spring reigns, but it causes sadness about happiness, which, like clouds, floats away into eternity.
In the life of young A.Feta there was a drama or tragedy. He could not, a beggar, create a family. And, accidentally or not, the girl who responded to him was dead. He did not know the answer to this question and all his life until old age he asked himself whether she had forgiven him. Why are they, created for each other, so badly parted? In it, he saw his reflection - Alter ego, which translates as "the second self." In January, on a cold winter day, this bitter poem is written, where streams flow and the lily blooms.
"Some sound sounds," so beginsfarewell to love, departing, perhaps forever. And what does this departure accompany? The departed sounds of the last tender words are a song of separation. She is bright and only teases imagination. Another poem, "By the Fire", immerses us in the evening mist.
All the poems of Athanasius Fet, when you read them, you enter his world, easily flow into your soul and are remembered for a long time. If not forever.