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  • World Poetry Day. World Poetry Day: Date, History and Features of the Holiday, Events and Congratulations Day of Poetry March 21 History

    World Poetry Day. World Poetry Day: Date, History and Features of the Holiday, Events and Congratulations Day of Poetry March 21 History

    World Poetry Day is celebrated annually on March 21. He was established at the 30th session of the UNESCO General Assembly, held in Paris in 1999.

    The main goal of the day of poetry is to support the language diversity by means of poetic self-expression and in creating conditions for disappearing conditions for their development among the populations using them. This day is designed to promote the development of poetry, returning to the oral tradition of poetic readings, teaching poetry, restoring the dialogue between poetry and other types of art, such as the theater, dancing, music, painting, as well as promoting publishing and creating in funds mass media A positive image of poetry as truly modern art, open people.

    The first world day of poetry was held in 2000 in Paris, where UNESCO headquarters is located.

    In Moscow, the first day of poetry passed on March 21, 2000 in the theater on Taganka. His initiator was the "Voluntary Protection Society" (DOS), headed by the poet Konstantin cedar.

    IN last years On World Poetry Day, the winners of the National Literary Prizes "Poet of the Year" and "Writer of the Year", established to find new talented authors who can contribute to modern literature.

    On the day of poetry in Moscow, a tradition was developed and successfully developed to organize poetic festivals, open lectures, meetings with laureates of Russian poetic premiums, musical and literary evenings.

    The events dedicated to the World Poetry Day were held in the "Theater.doc", theater on Taganka, RGGU, Russian State Children's Library, in the Literary Salons "Bulgakovsky House", "Classics of the XXI Century", Cultural Center "Paragraphs", in the Club "Cottacha On Pokrovka "and on other sites. The poets of Ivan Ahmetiev, Maxim Amelin, Alexey Alekhin, Marina Boroditskaya, Evgeny Baynovich, Boris Dubin, Nikolay Zvyaginsev, Olesya Nikolayev, Fedor Swarovsky, and others.

    In St. Petersburg, festive events dedicated to the 200th anniversary of the poet Mikhail Lermontov began on World Poetry Day. On this day, the action "Petersburg reads Lermontov" started - during the day in the library of a mansion of Musny-Pushkin famous St. Petersburg actors, writers and artists read the poems of Lermontov. Among the participants were the actors Ivan Krasko, Leonid Mozgovoy, TV presenter Kirill Nabutov.

    Material prepared on the basis of RIA news and open sources

    "Poetry - Devilsk Wine"
    Avreliy Augustine (354 - 430)

    "... Poetry is a painting that they hear ..."
    Leonardo da Vinci (1452-1519)

    "Poetry - the music of words"
    Thomas Fuller (1654 - 1734)

    The word "poetry" comes from Greek. Poieo - create, create, build, create.

    It is believed that the most ancient anthem poems were created in the XXIII century to our era. The author of the poetess of Enchudanna's poetess, who was the daughter of the Akkadian king Sargon, who conquered the UR (territory of Iran). Enhateda wrote about the lunar God Nanne and his daughter, the goddess of the morning star Inann. The hymns of Enhateda were considered sacred.

    The poetic form right up to the Renaiss Age was revered in Europe as one of the main conditions of beauty and was a practically the only tool for turning the word into art. In Russian literature in the "golden age" of Russian literature, and sometimes today, the poetry was often called all fiction Unlike the uneasy.

    In 1999, at the 30th session of the UNESCO General Conference, it was decided to celebrate annually World Poetry Day on March 21.

    Date - March 21, the day of the Spring Equinoxy in North Hemisphere, was chosen as a symbol of the renewal of nature and the creative nature of the human spirit.

    The first World Poetry Day passed in Paris on March 21, 2000, where the UNESCO headquarters is located.

    On this day in different countries The world are arranged festivals, quiz iconkurs of famous people of poets.

    "Poetry," the UNESCO decision says, "can be a response to the most sharp and deep spiritual issues of a modern person - but for this it is necessary to attract to it as widely as possible public attention.

    In addition, World Poetry Day should be able to broadly declare himself a small publishing houses, whose efforts, mainly comes to readers the work of modern poets, literary clubs, reviving the eternal tradition of a lively poetic word. "

    This day, UNESCO considers, is intended to serve as a positive image of poetry as truly modern art, open people in the media.
    http://ria.ru/spravka/20130321/928007220.html

    The first initiative of the official day of poetry applies to the end of the 1930s. In 1938, the American state of Ohio at the initiative of the poetess Tesa Sui Siza Webb proclaimed the day of poetry on October 15 - it was the birthday of the ancient Roman poet Vergil. Later, this date was recognized as a thirty-eight US states, as well as Mexico, and was noted as a national day of poetry. Then this day began to be celebrated in other countries as World Poetry Day.
    http://www.rg.ru/2013/03/21/poeziya-site-anons.html.

    In Moscow, the first day of poetry passed on March 21, 2000 in the theater on Taganka. His initiator was the "Voluntary Protection Society" (DOS), headed by the poet Konstantin cedar.

    Celebration World Day Poets in Russia annual is celebrated by various poetic shares in theaters, literary clubs and salons.
    Since 2009, events dedicated to the Day of Poetry are organized in the central office of writers with the support of the literary portal poems.ru in partnership with UNESCO Bureau in Moscow and under the auspices Federal Agency Press and mass communications.

    Poems.ru - the largest server of modern poetry in Russia
    http://www.stihi.ru/

    National Literary Prize "Poet of the Year"
    http://www.stihi.ru/poetgoda/
    The National Literary Prize "Poet of the Year" was established by the Russian Literary Club in conjunction with the publishing house "Copyright" in order to search for new talented authors who can contribute to modern literature.

    "Poetry calendar" - Category Dmitry Shevarova in the Russian newspaper
    http://www.rg.ru/plus/poezia/

    "Anthology of Russian poetry for family reading" - site http://antologia.xxc.ru/

    The network appeared space of sound and visual communication with the world of Russian poetic classics: the site "Anthology of Russian poetry for family reading." Here you can hear (and see!) How the vintage rows sounds performed by modern actors, as the landscapes of Russian artists come to life to Tchaikovsky's music. Poems, many of which were per century, or on a half, completely forgotten by the Russian reader, now how fresh news will fly out in Facebook and Vkontakte.
    http://www.rg.ru/2013/01/10/kalendar.html.

    Poem as a gift

    Vasily Zhukovsky
    To poetry
    Wonderful gift of the gods!
    About fiery hearts fun and love
    About the beauty quiet, soul charming -
    Poetry! With you
    And sorrow, and poverty, and gloomy exile -
    Lose your horror!
    In the shade of the oak, over the flow,
    Friend friend, with a clear shower,
    In the wretched hut for his
    Forgetting rock, rocked rock, -
    Sings, dreams and - Blessed!
    And who, and who is not animated
    Your Divine Influence?
    Tsiewnitsa is a thoughtful blyazan
    Laplanders, wild son of snow,
    His misty depression glorifies
    And inexperial harmony of poems,
    Looking at stormy trees, depicts
    And smoky your shala, and the chlad, and the noise of the seas,
    And quick running sled
    Flying on snow with Plena Raptive.
    Happy lots of poor
    Ostay, leaning on the plow,
    Emptied by slowly with tired oxen -
    Sings his forest, his peace meadow,
    WHO VERY SRIYS
    And the sweetness of winter evenings
    When, with the noise of the blizzard, before the focus is brilliant,
    In the circle of your sons,
    With a drink foam and boiling,
    He pours joy in the heart
    And peacefully at midnight falls asleep,
    Forgetting to the wild brazdes spilled sweat ...
    But you who raise heavenly revitalizes
    Singers, my soul friends!
    In the sad journey of the minute life of this
    Torny laze with flowers sleep
    And in the ardent hearts, pour your flame!
    Yes the sound of your loud lir
    The hero, to the glory of the awaken,
    Divit and shock the world!
    Yes, youth inflamed
    From them in delight of tears pour,
    Altar of the Fatherland Lobziet
    And death for him, as good, expects!
    Yes poor worker souls bloom
    From your grace songs!
    But yes your thunder will hit
    In these brutal and depraved,
    Which, in shame, with an elevated man,
    Innocence, valor and honor, I definitely,
    Dare to magnify yourself with demigods! -
    Friends of the Heavenly Muses! Pleny a fuss?
    Quite minute successes -
    Signless praise, kimvalny ringing
    empty, -
    Despite luxury joy,
    Let's go great in the footsteps! -
    The path to the immortality of fate is open to us!
    Do not coole yourself praise
    High pyrote, contemptuous soul, -
    Dry itemed to grind!
    FaBov's favority for the ghost to chase?
    Pet fesbov in a prayer
    And the humiliation of Fortune is seduced?
    The offspring distributes the crowns and the Ambassador:
    Daring your mausoleum into the altar to convert!
    Oh glory, hearts admiring!
    About the lot sweet - in love
    The offspring to live!

    December 1804.

    Phoebus - (Greek. - Shining), the second name of God Apollo
    Tsevnitsa - People's World Musical Instrument, Sweet
    Oratay- PAKAR, BRAKER, DRONTASHETS, PLUGER (who kept keeps)

    POETRY

    "... Poetry is a painting that they hear ..."
    Leonardo da Vinci (1452-1519)

    "Poetry - the music of words"
    Thomas Fuller (1654 - 1734)

    The word "poetry" comes from Greek. Poieo - create, create, build, create.

    As soon as pathology disappears, everyone becomes the Creator. Let it be understood as deep as possible: only sick people are devastating. Healthy people are creative. Creativity is a kind of fragrance of real health. When a person is really healthy and intact, creativity becomes his nature, it arises for the thirst for creativity.

    Humanity came to the scatter. We lived the life of a one-dimensional person, and it was exhausted. Now we need a richer, three-dimensional human being. I call it three "C", just like three "R" * (three "R" children call three subjects elementary school: Letter, reading and mathematics). The first "C" is consciousness, the second is compassion, the third is the creation, creativity.

    Consciousness is a creature, compassion - feeling, creativity - action. In my vision new person Must be all three at the same time. I give you a mustache from the tasks, the greatest calls. You must be meditative as a Buddha, loving like Krishna, creative, like Michelangelo or Leonardo da Vinci. You must be all together, at the same time. Only then will be fulfilled your totality; Otherwise, in you something will miss. And what is missing in you, will make you one-sided, unfulfilled. You can achieve a very high vertex, being one-dimensional, but you will only be top. I would like you to be all the Himalayan ridge, not just a vertex, but the vertices among the peaks.

    A one-dimensional person proved its inconsistency. He could not create a beautiful land, could not create paradise on earth. He was defeated, a complete defeat! He created several beautiful people, but could not transform all humanity, could not raise the level of consciousness of all mankind. Only a few individuality became enlightened. This will no longer help. We need more enlightened people enlightened three-dimensional.

    Determination of a new person

    Buddha was not a poet - but new humanity, people who will now become Buddhas will be poets. When I say "poets", I do not mean that they will write poems - you must be poetic. Your life should be poetic, your approach should be poetic.

    The logic of dry, the poetry is alive. Logic can not dance, it is impossible. See the logic of the dancing anyway, what to see the dancing Mahatma Gandhi! It would look like a ridiculous. Poetry can dance; Poetry is the dance of your heart. Logic can not love. She can talk about love, but can not love; Love seems irrational. Only poetry can love, only poetry can take a jump in love.

    The logic is cold, very cold; It is good in terms of mathematics, but it is inappropriate to use to humanity. Becoming too logical, humanity will disappear; Then there will be only numbers, not human beings - interchangeable numbers ...

    Poetry in love gives you a depth, warmth. You become melting, you lose coldness. You become more humane.

    A person must be creative. If your love is only a feeling that is not transformed into action, it will not affect most of humanity. You have to protort the love of reality, materialize it.

    Here are your three dimensions: creature, feeling, action.
    The action consists in creativity, all kinds of creativity - music, poetry, painting, sculpture, architecture, science, technology.
    The feeling consists in everything that is aesthetic, love, beauty.
    A creature consists in meditation, awareness, consciousness.
    © Bhagwan Sri Rajnish

    Face poets

    Poets, thin Cardiac connection -
    We love the energy of love.
    The awareness of God without having
    Words in the bowl of conscience are shed.

    We are beads on the rays of light,
    Constellation in the sky, on the body crosses.
    We are wind waiting for summer
    With a welcome to move the trees of sheets.

    Without fear of the page open -
    Look into the soul through the lines-eyes.
    And what kind of face is not recognizable?
    Today our faces are the rhymes of the image.

    The rain of thoughts and words fell on the poet. If the Spirit of God lights up in the poet, then God himself participates in this process. And God mixes the words elected by the poet in the consciousness of his soul, the many clay potters, and then the poet with a poet, and the poet's sculpture, creates his trembling, illusory, flickering, if you want, live tissue of life. Here is an example, flowers trembling in our own Lilac Mares. Ostropy sage in the image of Buratino began like this:
    « The artist portrayed us ... "
    This somewhat foolish principle of Mandelstama acquires a bulk state when the end of the line is attached to it: "Deep fainting of lilac." On the screen of associations instantly appear pictures of Impressionists and Russian artists and lilac - the orezhelovy, wet, poured life and juice. This is all lilac, terry, - mapping happiness. Fine enough! But, suddenly, the genius speaks and the "Faust" of Dante arises and the hell is joined, and the Great is created:
    « And colors sound steps
    On the canvas, like a screech, put ... "The conversational simplicity of life disappears here and poetry and fate arises. According to Pasternaku:
    « And here ends art
    And the soil and fate breathe ... "

    Words are light and the thought of the soul is submired,
    And the heart bowl is full of good.
    Poetry of love for the world of beneficial
    I'm doing her with a stray pen.
    Sounds noise, all wishes will be cooled,
    And the saving peace will come to us.
    And there will be someone who will understand my messages
    It is a clean, enlightened soul.
    Now I will leave quietly, imperceptibly
    In the distant world of love and eternal dreams.
    And the thought will be stored inconspicuous
    At the bottom of the seas of spilled my tears.

    How sweet to soar over the world of fuss,
    Wings of truth in tact with Maha's eternity.
    And in the world of music, works and beauty
    Write poems, plates with a pen mary.
    Let me nobody, let my life be empty,
    And only laughter I deserved and humiliate,
    But I believe that I will smile a dream
    And God's soul will give me comfort.
    Floating I am a beauty of Divine Wine
    And the light of the soul let's in my mind.
    Forgive forever the great, eternal sleep,
    Leaving the world his joy and suffering.

    What is my life?

    What is my life? - Beautiful sleep?
    Poetry a great start?
    Heaven punishing law?
    Ile Truth looking tired?
    What is my life? - Last year?
    Friends Crumpled Correction?
    On all the questions only "yes"?
    Il from the mind of a big misconception?
    What is my life? - End El Infinity?
    Solving wise Ile Brad blind?
    Short MiG or Holy Eternity?
    Head's suffering or heaven?

    © Sergey Veternists


    Spirit of poetry

    I do not read poems out loud
    And I hear the Universal Spirit
    Sings, stories of wondrous dreams
    I propose;
    I, as a diligent secretary,
    Turning on the consciousness of the lantern,
    I am writing about him, as if myself
    Katrer Idry ...

    At midnight, in the routine of the day
    He is not lagging behind me
    What I do not see,
    He sweeps
    All signs, symbols and dreams,
    Autumn motifs, spring,
    And the world of Divine Love
    I opens.

    And there, in the heavenly embroidery
    My spirit paints me
    Who thought created light
    And the word has become
    Living movement of being
    Where, by anyone I could be ...
    But, touched by the secret of this,
    I am writing from the beginning ...

    © B. page @ Nnik

    Soul Poet.

    MiG eternity is approaching
    And it becomes completely distant ...

    Alluring time - silence,
    Open for the Duma and Dreams.
    Glowing gullible shadows
    And the window is lazily at the window ...

    When the paths are diverged
    Between reality and light,
    Your soul must come
    Purchase one, fly, fly,
    Meaningfully to the soul of the poet.

    But he is inxicated with love,
    And remains unavailable,
    There are no steps, in the sky he,
    And the highest mind of captive,
    He is revealed and occasionally.

    The spiritual world will open light,
    The soul of excellent flight
    And now the poet is born,
    No matter where, in a circle planets,
    Or universe turn.

    In forgotten memory places,
    On the water of the endless,
    Magic midnight dreams,
    Other, unknown worlds,
    The poet's soul will be eternal.

    © Trofimov Nikolai


    World Poetry Day

    The initial initiative of the official day of poetry applies to the Kon / 1930s: In 1938, the American state of Ohio, on the initiative of the poetess Tesa Siza Webb proclaimed the Day of Poets on October 15 - the birthday of the ancient Roman poet Vergil. By 1951, this date was recognized as a thirty-eight US states, as well as Mexico, and was noted as a national day of poetry. Then this day began to be celebrated in other countries as World Poetry Day.

    In 1999, at the 30th session of the UNESCO General Conference, it was decided to celebrate the World Poetry Day annually on March 21.

    The first World Poetry Day passed in Paris on March 21, 2000, where the UNESCO headquarters is located.
    "Poetry," the UNESCO decision says, "can be a response to the most sharp and deep spiritual issues of a modern person - but for this it is necessary to attract to it as widely as possible public attention."
    World Poetry Day is designed to give the opportunity to broadly declare himself to small publishing houses, whose efforts, mainly comes to readers the work of modern poets, literary clubs, who revives the eternal tradition of a lively sounding poetic word. This day, UNESCO considers, is intended to serve as a positive image of poetry as truly modern art, open people in the media.

    It is believed that the most ancient verses of the hymn were created in the XXIII century. BC. The author of the poetess - the poetess-priestess of En-Hedu-Ana (En-Hedu-Ana), which is known only to be the daughter of the Akkadian king of Sargon, who conquered the UR (territory of Iran). En-Heed-Ana wrote about the lunar God Nanne and his daughter, the goddess of the morning star Inanna.

    At present, on this day around the world - in the cultural, education, creative teams, etc. - There are various poetic concerts, author's readings, conferences and seminars on poets and their creativity, presentations of new poetic literature.

    In Moscow, the first day of poetry passed on March 21, 2000 in the theater on Taganka. His initiator was the "Voluntary Protection Society" (DOS), headed by the poet Konstantin cedar.
    The celebration of the World Poetry Day in Russia annual is celebrated by various poetic shares in theaters, literary clubs and salons.
    Since 2009, the events dedicated to the Day of Poetry are organized in the central office of writers with the support of the literary portal poems.ru in partnership with UNESCO Bureau in Moscow and under the auspices of the Federal Agency for Press and Mass Communications.

    National Literary Prize "Poet of the Year"

    The National Literary Prize "Poet of the Year" is established to search for new talented authors who can contribute to modern literature. The selection of laureates is carried out by a large jury, the composition of which is significantly expanded in the current competitive year. Jury members consider works published in the Special Almanacs of the Poet of the Year Prize and estimate the work of each author.
    The premium competition is held in the following nominations: "Poet of the Year", "Debut", "Lyrics", "Humor", "Children's Literature".
    The prize is a publication of a book with the works of the laureate at the expense of the organizers of the competition. The author independently sets his fee from each instance sold. The circulation of the book is determined on the basis of demand: depending on the reader's interest, the publisher prints the necessary circulation. A symbol of a premium that is given to each laureate is a figurine in the form of a pen on a pedestal of stones.
    The announcement and awarding of the winners of the award is carried out at the solemn ceremony dedicated to the celebration of the World Poetry Day, held annually on March 21 in partnership with the UNESCO Bureau and under the auspices of the Federal Agency for Press and Mass Communications of the Russian Federation. The presentation of the award for 2014 will take place on March 21, 2015 at the Big Conference Hall of the Government of Moscow.

    To poetry

    Wonderful gift of the gods!
    About fiery hearts fun and love
    About the beauty quiet, soul charming -
    Poetry! With you
    And sorrow, and poverty, and gloomy exile -
    Lose your horror!
    In the shade of the oak, over the flow,
    Friend friend, with a clear shower,
    In the wretched hut for his
    Forgetting rock, rocked rock, -
    Sings, dreams and - Blessed!
    And who, and who is not animated
    Your Divine Influence?
    Tsiewnitsa is a thoughtful blyazan
    Laplanders, wild son of snow,
    His misty depression glorifies
    And inexperial harmony of poems,
    Looking at stormy trees, depicts
    And smoky your shala, and the chlad, and the noise of the seas,
    And quick running sled
    Flying on snow with Plena Raptive.
    Happy lots of poor
    Ostay, leaning on the plow,
    Emptied by slowly with tired oxen -
    Sings his forest, his peace meadow,
    WHO VERY SRIYS
    And the sweetness of winter evenings
    When, with the noise of the blizzard, before the focus is brilliant,
    In the circle of your sons,
    With a drink foam and boiling,
    He pours joy in the heart
    And peacefully at midnight falls asleep,
    Forgetting to the wild brazdes spilled sweat ...
    But you who raise heavenly revitalizes
    Singers, my soul friends!
    In the sad journey of the minute life of this
    Torny laze with flowers sleep
    And in the ardent hearts, pour your flame!
    Yes the sound of your loud lir
    The hero, to the glory of the awaken,
    Divit and shock the world!
    Yes, youth inflamed
    From them in delight of tears pour,
    Altar of the Fatherland Lobziet
    And death for him, as good, expects!
    Yes poor worker souls bloom
    From your grace songs!
    But yes your thunder will hit
    In these brutal and depraved,
    Which, in shame, with an elevated man,
    Innocence, valor and honor, I definitely,
    Dare to magnify yourself with demigods! -
    Friends of the Heavenly Muses! Pleny a fuss?
    Quite minute successes -
    Signless praise, kimvalny ringing
    empty, -
    Despite luxury joy,
    Let's go great in the footsteps! -
    The path to the immortality of fate is open to us!
    Do not coole yourself praise
    High pyrote, contemptuous soul, -
    Dry itemed to grind!
    FaBov's favority for the ghost to chase?
    Pet fesbov in a prayer
    And the humiliation of Fortune is seduced?
    The offspring distributes the crowns and the Ambassador:
    Daring your mausoleum into the altar to convert!
    Oh glory, hearts admiring!
    About the lot sweet - in love
    The offspring to live!
    December 1804.
    © Vasily Zhukovsky

    "Poetry - Music of the Soul"
    Volter.

    In 1999, at the 30th session of the UNESCO General Conference, it was decided to celebrate World Poetry Day on March 21. For the first time, the World Poetry Day was held in 2000 in Paris, where the UNESCO headquarters is located.

    "Poetry," the UNESCO decision says, "can be a response to the most sharp and deep spiritual issues of a modern person - but for this it is necessary to attract to it as widely as possible public attention. In addition, World Poetry Day should be able to broadly declare himself to small publishing houses, whose efforts, mainly comes to readers, the work of modern poets, literary clubs, reviving the eternal tradition of a lively poetic word ".. Its Created in the 23rd century BC. The author of the poetess - the poetess-priestess of En-Hedu-Ana (En-Hedu-Ana), which is known only to be the daughter of the Akkadian king of Sargon, who conquered the UR (territory of Iran). En-Heed-Ana wrote about the lunar God Nanne and his daughter, the goddess of the morning star Inanna. Today, traditionally, in many countries of the world, on the occasion of the World Poetry Day, literary evenings, festivals, presentations of new books, are awarded literary awards, etc. This day, UNESCO considers it is intended to serve as a positive image of poetry as truly modern art, open People. Thanks to its associations, metaphors, their own grammatical system, the language of poetry is another reflection of communication between cultures, contributes to mutual understanding and rapprochement of peoples.

    On the American continent, a prize of the Yale group of young poets is known. It was established in 1919 and is the oldest annual poetic reward in the United States. She is awarded the most promising young poets of America.

    And, for example, in China, poetic readings are held even in honor of the festival of dragon boats.

    In Moscow, the first day of poetry passed on March 21, 2000 in the theater on Taganka on the initiative of the Dao group led by the poet Constantine cedar. Since then, the celebration of the day of poetry, which traditionally passes with the support of the theater on Taganka, is celebrated annually with a variety of poetic shares, which are held in theaters, literary clubs and salons. Since 2005, the National Literary Prize "Poet" is awarded in Russia.

    In recent years, this holiday is also celebrated in Mkate, the State Center for Contemporary Art, large book centers, such as Bibli-Globes and other cultural institutions. The international festival "Biennale Poets" is held annually in Moscow, the Moscow Account Award, the Poetic Oskar of the Russian Capital is awarded. Another premium that is called "Moscow-Transit" is an expression of the unrelentful interest of the Moscow literary public and Moscow readers to the poetic creativity of the authors working outside the capital. In Moscow, one of the cultural and poetic capitals of the world, the celebration of the World Poetry Day usually lasts about 10 days.

    In 2008, the program of the World Poetry Day in Moscow included a kind of poetic marathon, a presentation of new books, reading the course of lectures on the poetry of the last thirty years, the presentation of various poetic premiums and much more. In 2009 on the day of the holiday, a solemn event was held in the Central House of Liters with the establishment of the Union of Internet Poets, the performances of famous literary figures and the presentation of the new literary competition "People's poet."

    The sites of beginner poets "Poems are very popular in RuNet. RU "and" Position. Ru ", where any novice poet can publish their poems and get the advice of a more experienced comrade according to Peru. On the server alone, nearly 300 thousand authors were recorded, and the daily audience is about 50 thousand visitors who are in total viewing more than a million pages.

    Today it is already impossible to present our life without poetry ... without congratulations on holidays, without songs, without Pushkin, Lermontov, Shakespeare, modern authors .... How colorless would be our already difficult life without magic and music of the poetic word. The day of poetry in Russia is a reason to congratulate at least a million poets, and even more admirers of their talent. And how many more people who, although they do not comply with poems, can say that poetry lives in their soul. Congratulations to each other with such a wonderful holiday!

    "... Poetry is a painting that they hear ..."

    Leonardo da Vinci (1452-1519)

    "Poetry - the music of words"

    Thomas Fuller (1654 - 1734)

    World Poetry Day is celebrated annually on March 21. Poetry is probably one of the most ingenious achievements of humanity. To pour your feelings in a poetic form, imprinted in the rhyme to the reefness, to dream of the future and remember the past, at the same time turning to millions and remaining alone with them, - only poetry, the greatest of the arts created by man is capable of it.

    Not many become great and famous poets, but many at least once in their lives tried to compose poems. After all, most people are far from alien to those "beautiful gusts of the soul", which encourages a person to take a handle, a piece of paper and start creating.

    The magic power of the poetic word is able to have a huge impact on any person. Let's remember that every person who heard in their lives heard in his life was the words of a lullaby song. This is truly the brightest and excellent poetry.

    In the history of Russian culture, poetry traditionally played a big role.

    Russian Earth has the right to be proud of great poets whose creativity is of world importance. But 2015 - the year is special, this is the year of literature and the 70th anniversary of the victory in the Great Patriotic War.

    Therefore, we dedicate this article to military poets and military poetry.

    History of World Poetry Day

    For the first time, an American poetess Teres Webb was performed for the first time with the initiative of the festival institution in the mid-30s of the 20th century. She proposed to celebrate the International Day of Poetry on October 15, in honor of the date of birth of the famous poet and philosopher Vergil. It should be noted that her proposal has found a positive response in the hearts of many people: By 1951, on October 15, the National Day of Poetry was celebrated not only in 38 US states, but also in European countries. The celebrations had an unofficial character, and the date of their holding was not fixed in the calendar of memorable days.

    Only November 15, 1999, UNESCO, at the 30th Conference, adopted a resolution on the establishment international Daywhich was supposed to "breathe the second life" into the world poetic movement. For the first time, the holiday was celebrated on March 21 in 2000, in Paris, it is there is a UNESCO headquarters.

    Date - March 21, Spring Equinox Day in the Northern Hemisphere, was chosen as a symbol of the renewal of nature and the creative nature of the human spirit.

    The main goal of the international day of poetry was to emphasize the greatest importance that plays literature in the cultural life of modern society, combine the poets of the whole world and give them the right and the opportunity to declare themselves!

    It is believed that the most ancient verses of the hymn were created in the 23rd century to our era. The author of the poetess - the poetess-priestess of En-Hedu-Ana (En-Hedu-Ana), which is known only to be the daughter of the Akkadian king of Sargon, who conquered the UR (territory of Iran). En-Wedding-Ana wrote about the lunar God of Nanne and his daughter, the goddess of the morning star Inanna. The hymns of Enhateda were considered sacred.

    The poetic form right up to the Renaiss Age was revered in Europe as one of the main conditions of beauty and was a practically the only tool for turning the word into art. In Russian literature in the "Golden Age" of Russian literature, all the fiction is often called, in contrast to the uneximiced.

    What and how poetry expresses

    The word "poetry" comes from Greek. Poieo - create, create, build, create.

    At all times, people loved and believed poets. After all, poetry is created by feelings, emotions, imagination of the poet. The ancient Greeks meted under poetry human speech, in all its manifestations. This is a prose, and theatrical declamation, and inspired speech and philosophical dispute and, of course, poems. Currently, poetry seems to be something beautiful, unusual and this is actually so. Only one who knows how to see the elevated over commonplace can write poetry, it can immerse themselves in the imaginary peace, has a fine spiritual organization and depth of feelings.

    Poetry allows you to enjoy the word, gives rise to strong, heartfelt words that have a special energy subordinating our imagination and fascinating. This great power They breathed her poet, and he draws her from the world around us, perceiving and feeling the power of the wind and the sun, hearing the melody of the raid waves and the rustling forest, finding it in the disturbing suspension of love.

    After all, the poet completely looks at our world and is explained by understandable and inspired images. Our wonderful Russian is obliged to writers and poets by the appearance of many words. The word "substance" came up with Lomonosov, "Industry" belongs to Karamzin, and the "dullness" of Saltykov-generous. Thanks to the poetic insight, Igor Northerners, we met with the word "launch".

    Poetry - forever young, trembling and beautiful love of mankind! On our planet, not finding people who would not be familiar with her.

    Of course, poets have varying degrees Talent, but sometimes a genius is born like Pushkin, who give humanity immortal works, the centuries embarrassing the imagination of people and make thinking and feel. Poets remain alive witness time.

    If you step into the abyss of beautiful words, then a completely new world will open before us!

    Poetry, laid war ...

    It is said that when the guns are rich, the muses are silent. But from the first to the last day of the war, the voice of poets did not stop. And the cannonada could not drown it. The readers never listened to the voice of the poets so sensitive. Famous English journalist Alexander Vert, who spent almost the whole war in the Soviet Union, in the book "Russia in the war of 1941 -1945" testified:

    Russia is also perhaps the only country where the poems read millions of people, and such poets, like Simonov and Surkov, read every time during the war.

    The shocks of the war gave birth to a whole generation of young poets, which then called front-line, their names are now widely known: Sergey Narovkatov, Mikhail Lukonin, Mikhail Lviv, Alexander Mezhirov, Julia Drunina, Sergey Orlov, Boris Slutsky, David Samoilov, Evgeny Vinokuriy Married, Bulat Okudzhava, Nikolai Panchenko, Anna Akhmatova, Musa Jalil, Petrus Broj, Olga Bergoltz and many others. Poems created during the war years are marked by the sign of the harsh truth of life, the truth of human feelings and experiences. In them, sometimes, even sharp, even visiting to the dwelling rapist and offenders, the humanistic beginning sounds power. All kinds of poetic weapons: and fiery invited publicism, and sincere lyrics of the Soldier's heart, and the caustic satire, and large forms of lyrical and lyrical epic poems - found their expression in the collective experience of the military years.

    Poetry (Of course, the best things) did a lot to ensure that there are a sense of responsibility in the formidable, catastrophic circumstances, an understanding of what is from them, from everyone, it is from him - nor from anyone, no one can shift responsibility - The fate of the people and the country depends.

    Simonova Poems, Surkov, Isakovsky taught to fight, overcome military and rear tires: fear, death, hunger, destroy. Moreover, they helped not only fight, but also live. It is in a harsh military, more precisely, in the most difficult first months of the military suffering, almost all poetic masterpieces of Simonov were created: "You remember, Alyosha, the roads of Smolensk region ...", "Wait for me, and I will come back", "if we were with your power ..." "Major brought a boy on the booth ..." The person supplied in exceptional circumstances subjected to the most cruel tests, re-recognized the world and from this he himself became different: more difficult, courageous, richer by social emotions, zurcha and more accurately in the assessments, both the movements of history and his own personality. War changed people. They are now differently looking at the world, and on themselves. "I am the other", "I'm not the one, not the one in Moscow before the war," the poems of K. Simonov ("Meeting on Alien") of 1945 is alleged.

    Unusual chinel, bitterness, maternal tears, and then first death, and "bombing all day" - all this together is completed by the phrase, in which surprise sounds, and the refusal of illusions, and irony, and, above all, maturity, calmly - Men's understanding of truth:

    Yes, the war is as we wrote her -
    This is bitter truth ...

    The courage and love are inseparable in the heart of the soldier, and probably, therefore, the poems of the war years produce the impression of special integrity and harmony. We are united in front of us, and this is the character of that person, who survived in the first battles with fascism, and then defeated the enemy. In one Chekhovsky story, it says that "from a sad song pulled free life." So from the sad and separate "dugout" blows by force, negascique love for a woman, to life, to his native land. As if in the firing frost of the first military winter, breathing was heard from the distant, but inevitable spring!

    "We are waiting for me, and I will return to all deaths called ..." - The poem K. Simonov called upon everything - to hope and wait! And to believe the front-line in the fact that it is waiting for him very much. This faith will largely feed its courage and durability. The work took for a living conviction in the inevitability of a meeting of people drawn to each other. The phenomenon "Wait for me", cut, reprinted and rewritable, sent from the front home and from the rear - to the front, the phenomenon of the poem, written in August 1941 on someone else's dacha in Peredelkino, addressed to quite concrete, earthly, but at this moment - a distant woman, Coming beyond poetry. "Wait for me" - a kind of prayer, spoken of fate, a fragile bridge between life and death, and it is the support of this bridge. It is predicted that the war will be long and cruel, and guess that a person is stronger than war. If you like, if you believe.

    The poem "In the front-line forest" M. Isakovsky is highlighted by rare cheerfulness, although the reminder of peaceful days and aggravated the drama of the existing situation, and the poet did not hide: tens of thousands of people went every day consciously and meaningful to death. In the richest poetry of the war years, no one, perhaps, did not declare with such marginal frankness that there are waves of those who listens at this moment of Waltz in the front-line forest. It is not surprising that most of the songs grew in the trenches born of war, such as the "blue handkerchiefs", "Dark Night", "Beating in the closestry of the fire ...", "In the Forest of the front-line", "Ogonos", were purely lyrical. These songs warmed the soldier's heart, extending in the cold wind of severe military life.

    But the main songs of the Military Songs on the verses of V.Lebedeva -kumach "Sacred War" and M.Sakovsky "Katyusha".

    Military poetry with a female face

    Olga Berggolts (1910 - 1975)

    During the Great Patriotic War Berggolts, staying in his hometown, all 900 days of blockade, worked on the Leningrad Radio (the speeches were included in the book. "Says Leningrad", 1946, 1st ed. It was seized due to the so-called. Leningradsky affair after the defeat of the magazines " Star "and" Leningrad "). Often, exhausted from hunger, spent the night in the studio, but never lost the power of the Spirit, supporting his appeals to Leningrads confidential and courageous verses. During the war, O. Bergholts created his best poetic works dedicated to the heroism of the defenders of the city: "Leningrad Poem", the poem "February diary", poems included in the book "Leningrad Notebook", "Leningrad", "Leningrad Diary", and other works . Berggolts leveled to the existing army, her poems were published on the pages of newspapers, on the posters of the "TASS windows". Lines O. Bergoltz carved on the granite stele of the Piskarevsky Memorial Cemetery: "No one is forgotten and nothing is forgotten."

    Yulia Drunina (1924 - 1991)

    When the Patriotic War began, at the age of sixteen, he is recorded in a voluntary sanitary squad at Rocca (the district society of the Red Cross) and works by a nurse in the eye hospital. Participates in the construction of defensive structures under Mozhaisk, it falls under the bombing and, fulfilling its direct duties, becomes a nurse infantry shelf. Fought, was injured. After the injury, was a cadet of the school of junior aircraft officers (Shmas), after which he received a direction in the assault regiment in the Far East. Battalion Sannaster; All forces rushing to the front. Having received a message about the death of his father, goes to the funeral by dismissal, but from there it does not return to his regiment, and travels to Moscow, to the Main Directorate of the Air Force. Here, deceiving everyone, receives a certificate that behind the train and travels to the West.

    In Gomel gets a direction in the 218th Rifle Division. It was again injured. After recovery, I tried to enter the literary institute, but it was confused. Returns to self-propelled artpol. The title is a foreman of the medical service, fighting in the Belarusian Polesie, then in the Baltic States. Contusion, and on November 21, 1944 receives a document "... It is not least to the Military Service".

    Printed as a poet since 1940. In early 1945, in the magazine "Banner" was printed a selection of poems of druin.

    Vera Inbert (1890 - 1972)

    After spending three years in Blockadny Leningrad during the Great Patriotic War, Inbera displaced the life and struggle of residents in verses and prose. Her husband, professor of medicine Ilya Davydovich Stasun, worked in the 1st Medical Institute in a precipitated city.

    In 1946 he received the Stalin Prize for the blockade poem "Pulkovsky Meridian". He was awarded three orders and medals.

    It is impossible not to recall other women poets of those times such as Aakhmatov, M. Aliger, R. Kazakova.

    The lyric poetry of the Great Patriotic War period is a bright, diverse, wide on the spectrum of human feelings expressed in it. She was distinguished by the passion of civilian and height of thoughts, directed towards the struggle for the freedom of their homeland. Truly the poets of war knew the "One Duma of Power, one - but a fiery passion" - will to victory. Walking along with the warring people on the roads of the war, they carefully peered into his face, listened to his speech and in this constant intimacy found power for their verse.

    Courage

    We know that now lies on the scales
    And what is done now.
    Hour courage struck on our clock,
    And courage will not leave us.

    Not scary under the bullets are dead to lie down,
    Do not hurt without bed.
    And we will keep you, Russian speech,
    Great Russian Word.

    Free and honest to carry you
    And grandchildren give, and save from captivity
    Forever! (A. Akhmatova, 1941)

    The poetic journalism of the period of war - the phenomenon of its scope is almost unreflected. The scale of newspaper work (and in the newspapers, all journalistic verses were initially and published) were truly ambitious. It suffices to say that, for example, in 1944, 821 military newspaper printed, and the total one-time circulation was 3195,000 copies.

    With newspaper strips, twisted nights,
    Still missing smoke front
    Satire, song, slogan, verses
    I come to my readers, "Nikolay Brown wrote.

    And so might say all poets-publicists.

    Poetic journalism was an indispensable and combat participant of every day of the military suffering. In the best works, she combined the sharp deposit of a journalistic form, the deepest hatred of the enemy with hot humanism, proletarian internationalism, with the deepest faith in the celebration of humanity. This magnificent and complex alloy and gave poetic journalism of the period of the Great Patriotic War with the colossal agitation power of the impact.

    Eternal art

    Poetry lived, lives and will live infinitely long. If earlier it was the complex writings of ancient Greek poets, where the game of words and associations were confused and knocked down from thoughts reading, then it was embodied in the poetry of the Middle Ages and silver century. Well, if we speak in the language of today, then along with classical poetry, the poems are embodied in modern, youth art.

    Poetry, "the UNESCO decision says," can be a response to the most sharp and deep spiritual issues of a modern person - but for this it is necessary to attract to it as widely as possible public attention. In addition, World Poetry Day should give the opportunity to broader small publishing houses, whose efforts, mainly comes to readers creativity of modern poets, literary clubs, reviving the eternal tradition of a lively sounding poetic word.

    This day, UNESCO considers, is intended to serve as a positive image of poetry as truly modern art, open people in the media.

    Imagine our life without poetry ... without congratulations on holidays, without songs, without Pushkin, Lermontov, Shakespeare, modern authors .... It will be a boring life without an explosion of emotions, expressed by simple letters on paper, without that little mysticism, when the same words, but written in a certain order, can be touched to tears. The word power has a special energy that is fond of and submitting our imagination.

    Vasily Zhukovsky

    To poetry

    Wonderful gift of the gods!

    About fiery hearts fun and love
    About the beauty quiet, soul charming -

    Poetry! With you

    And sorrow, and poverty, and gloomy exile -

    Lose your horror!

    In the shade of the oak, over the flow,
    Friend friend, with a clear shower,
    In the wretched hut for his
    Forgetting rock, rocked rock, -
    Sings, dreams and - Blessed!
    And who, and who is not animated
    Your Divine Influence?

    Tsiewnitsa is a thoughtful blyazan

    Laplanders, wild son of snow,

    His misty depression glorifies
    And inexperial harmony of poems,
    Looking at stormy trees, depicts
    And smoky your shala, and the chlad, and the noise of the seas,

    And quick running sled

    Flying on snow with Plena Raptive.

    Happy lots of poor
    Ostay, leaning on the plow,

    Emptied by slowly with tired oxen -

    Sings his forest, his peace meadow,
    WHO VERY SRIYS
    And the sweetness of winter evenings

    When, with the noise of the blizzard, before the focus is brilliant,

    In the circle of your sons,

    With a drink foam and boiling,

    He pours joy in the heart

    And peacefully at midnight falls asleep,

    Forgetting to the wild brazdes spilled sweat ...
    But you who raise heavenly revitalizes

    Singers, my soul friends!

    In the sad journey of the minute life of this
    Torny laze with flowers sleep
    And in the ardent hearts, pour your flame!

    Yes the sound of your loud lir
    The hero, to the glory of the awaken,
    Divit and shock the world!
    Yes, youth inflamed
    From them in delight of tears pour,
    Altar of the Fatherland Lobziet

    And death for him, as good, expects!
    Yes poor worker souls bloom

    From your grace songs!
    But yes your thunder will hit
    In these brutal and depraved,

    Which, in shame, with an elevated man,
    Innocence, valor and honor, I definitely,
    Dare to magnify yourself with demigods! -
    Friends of the Heavenly Muses! Pleny a fuss?

    Quite minute successes -

    Signless praise, kimvalny ringing

    empty, -
    Despite luxury joy,
    Let's go great in the footsteps! -

    The path to the immortality of fate is open to us!

    Do not coole yourself praise

    High pyrote, contemptuous soul, -

    Dry itemed to grind!

    FaBov's favority for the ghost to chase?
    Pet fesbov in a prayer

    And the humiliation of Fortune is seduced?

    The offspring distributes the crowns and the Ambassador:
    Daring your mausoleum into the altar to convert!

    Oh glory, hearts admiring!
    About the lot Sweet - in the love of the offspring to live!