Russian poetry is inconceivable without one of its main themes - the theme of nature. Literature of the 19th century left us with picturesque, lyrical, touching, penetrating sketches of charming corners of nature, full of charm and soulfulness. Touch them with your heart and we, traveling through the seasons and pages of your favorite volume of poetry.
Oh, you winter winter!
One of the creators of the famous Kozma Prutkov - Alexei Zhemchuzhnikov - in a short line expressed a general admiration for the fabulous beauty of Russian winter: "So the first snow to me is this nice ...". Poetry of native nature, its splendor and brilliance draws us and Pushkin in the fifth chapter of "Eugene Onegin." Remember the scene of "Tatiana's Morning" when she wakes up and looks out the window and is happy to see the white courtyard, roofs, frosty patterns on the windows and fur coats of trees, "brilliant carpets" in the fields?
Together with her heroine, the poet rejoices and cheerful winter fun, spiritual uplift, creative inspiration. To the Russian heart this time of the year is dear, forcing to seethe blood that awakens vitality. Consonant with Pushkin's lines and poetry of native nature, represented in the works of Nekrasov, Polonsky, Maikov, Fet, Bunin and many other masters of the artistic word. They left us their amazing verses, from which it frosts with fresh freshness, cheerfulness, a cheerful, life-affirming principle is clearly felt. Moreover, the poetry of the native nature is the poetry of spiritual beauty and strength, greatness and deep philosophical content. Such is the winter in the fragment of Nekrasov's poem "The Frost-Red Nose", known to us, "It's not the wind raging over the boron ...". Fluffy peaks of pine trees, the radiance of ice on the rivers, scattering of colored snowflakes in the glare of the cold winter sun - here it is, a dazzling beauty, which the poetry of native nature sings.
Green noise
Happy winter fun for the Russian man mother. But when spring comes, a new page of our life opens with it. And the native nature in the Russian poetry of the spring time appears before us in its other, primordial charm. FI Tyutchev depicts the spring in the form of a young charmer, a mischievous mocker who is not afraid of the wicked witch-winter and conquers all by its perfection. And along with her arrival, they start ringing the skylarks to the skies, there is a "green noise" on the ground, the gardens are blooming, the earth is blooming, the flower is blossoming and the soul is human. This is written by NA Nekrasov in his poem of the same name. Forgiveness is forgiven, misery is forgotten, the soul craves renewal, joy, love. It is not for nothing that in our consciousness spring is associated with youth, daring plans, bright hopes. Therefore, one of the most often used by the authors of artistic techniques - an embodiment that emphasizes the unity of living nature and man.
Ah, the summer is red!
The poetry of native nature is imbued with joy and gratitude of the generosity of the earth in the verses of Russian poets of the 19th century devoted to flying. Here, Tyutchev delighted in unrestrained thunderstorms, and Lermontov's lush bloom of fields, when "the yellowing field" is worried, and crimson plums fill the air with a sweet intoxicating aroma. Poetry of the summer inspired, filled with life, movement, colors, sounds, smells.
In A.I. Bunin this time of the year is associated with childhood, sun-drenched, happiness of being, carelessness, when the forest seems like an endless palace, sand, like hot silk, caresses the feet, and the bark of pine trees warms like a tender, worn, calloused father's palm . Poets emphasize that it is nature that must, we, its children, learn the kindness and harmony.
Eyes of charm ...
And, finally, autumn. This is the favorite time of the year for most of our lyrics, which is not surprising! Pushkin, for example, admitted that "I'm only happy with her." Autumn multicolored, fragile, bright beauty, the last surge of the vitality of nature before a long winter sleep - all this Tyutchev very subtly and accurately called a gentle smile wilting. And the flying webs, and the clear smile of the sunbeam through the heavy clouds, and the lightness of the transparent evenings, and the sad-orphaned earth-everything is fine, touching, infinitely dear to us.
Russian poets are characterized by a popular idea of autumn - harvest time, summing up, leisurely admiration of the surrounding world, understanding of the transience of the whole earthly, wise, humble adoption of the laws of nature.