Russian poetry is unthinkable without one of its main themes - the theme of nature. 19th-century literature left us with picturesque, lyrical, touching, soulful sketches of lovely corners of nature, full of charm and soulfulness. Touch them with our hearts and we, traveling through the seasons and pages of your favorite volumes of verses.
Oh, winter winter!
One of the creators of the famous Kozma Prutkov - Alexei Zhemchuzhnikov - in a short line expressed his general admiration for the fabulous beauty of the Russian winter: “So this is the first snow to me ...” The poetry of native nature, its splendor and brilliance, is described by Pushkin and us in the 5th chapter of Eugene Onegin. Remember the scene “Tatyana's Morning”, when she wakes up, looks out the window and is happy to see a whitened courtyard, roofs, frosty
patterns on glass and fur coats of trees, “shining rugs” in the fields?
Together with his heroine, the poet rejoices in cheerful winter fun, sincere enthusiasm, creative inspiration. It is dear to the Russian heart this time of year, which makes blood seethe, awakens vital forces. Poetry of native nature, presented in the works of Nekrasov, Polonsky, Maykov, Fet, Bunin and many other masters of the artistic word, is in tune with Pushkin’s lines. They left us their amazing verses, from which it still blows with frosty freshness, vigor, a cheerful, life-affirming beginning is clearly felt. Moreover, the poetry of native nature is the poetry of spiritual beauty and strength, greatness and deep philosophical content. This is how winter appears in the fragment of Nekrasov’s poem “Frost-Red Nose” known to us - “No wind is raging over the forest ...”. The fluffy tops of pines, the sparkle of ice on the rivers, the placers of colored lights-snowflakes in the splendor of the cold winter sun - here it is, the dazzling beauty that poetry of native nature glorifies.
Green noise
Joys of the winter of mother are joyful to the Russian man. But
when spring comes, a new page of our life opens with it. And native nature in Russian springtime poetry appears before us in its other, pristine charm. F.I. Tyutchev portrays spring as a young woman, a mischievous mockery who is not afraid of the evil witch-winter and conquers everyone with her perfection. And along with her arrival, the larks begin to ring in the sky, the green noise is buzzing on the ground, gardens are blooming, the earth is blooming, the human soul is blooming. About this writes N. A. Nekrasov in his eponymous poem. Offenses are forgiven, hardships are forgotten, the soul longs for renewal, joy, love. Not without reason in our minds spring is associated with youth, bold plans, bright hopes. Therefore, one of the most often used by the authors of artistic techniques is the personification that emphasizes the unity of wildlife and man.
Ah, summer is red!
Jubilation of joy, thanks to the generosity of the earth penetrated the poetry of nature in the verses of Russian poets of the 19th century, dedicated to the summer. Here, Tyutchev’s enthusiasm for indomitable thunderstorms, and Lermontov’s lush flowering fields, when a “yellowing cornfield is excited”, and raspberry plums fill the air with a sweet heady aroma. Spiritual poetry of summer, filled with life, movement, colors, sounds, smells.
For A. I. Bunin, this time of the year is associated with childhood, saturated with the sun, the happiness of life, carelessness, when the forest seems like an endless palace, sand, like hot silk, caresses your legs, and the bark of pine trees warms you with warmth, like a tender, stressed, calloused father’s palm . Poets emphasize that it is from nature that we, her children, must learn kindness and harmony.
Eye charm ...
And finally, autumn. This is the favorite season of most of our lyrics, which is not surprising! Pushkin, for example, admitted that he was "glad only to her." Autumnal blossoms, 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 meek smile of wilting. And flying cobwebs, and a clear smile of a sunbeam through heavy clouds, and the luminosity of transparent evenings, and a sad-orphaned earth - everything is beautiful, touching, and infinitely dear to us.
Russian poets are characterized by a popular notion of autumn - the time of harvesting, summing up, unhurried admiration for the surrounding world, an understanding of the temporality of everything earthly, a wise, humble adoption of the laws of nature.