House of Writers Olga Ipatova Felix Batorino, Michas Tychina

Olga Ipatova "Shark Creative Kastus me flabbergasted"

February 2nd Belarusian community in Canada last farewell to the 1st of the brightest writers Belarusian postwar emigration Kastus Shark. About his work and a place in the history of the state of literature second half of the XX century, says a popular writer Olga Ipatova. Questions asked her Valentine Aksak.
Valentine Aksak"Olga, when the first time you heard the name of the writer Konstantin Sharks?"
Olga Ipatova"It’s the name I read in the underground emigre literature, which in Grodno in the 70s secretly gave us a young writer and his staff, unforgettable Alex Karpyuk. It was then in the anthology" Konadni "I saw that name."
Aksak"What was your recollection of reading the works of Sharks?"
Ipatova"It was a very unusual prose. Particularly impressed" Zmagarnyya road "- excerpts from the novel was already published in the journal. Gaze Belarusian completely on the other hand — he hit. Then the first time I found out about" The Chase ", the significance of this emblem in our lives, and I had the enthusiasm to our true history. Since everything that was told in our textbooks, it was not our history. And this feeling that after all our time, he was born just in the 70s when I read the emigre literature. "
Aksak"And when, and under what circumstances did you personally met with Konstantin sharks?"
Ipatova"I saw him for the first time on the steps of the Opera House, when he spoke at the rally. This was in 1992, when he arrived in Belarus the first time after the war. Honest, I did not even thought that he was alive, and that he was here. I looked at him for a long time and not asmelvalasya approach, but still came up, and we met. And it was very expensive to me, it turned out he knew my name, in other words, he was looking for Belarusian literature at home. "
Aksak"Later on, you were meeting with Konstantin sharks in Canada, in Toronto, where he lived …"
Ipatova"I saw him there in 2003 and in 2005 again, and I will say to you that he accepted me as a dear man. This is simply unforgettable literary events in my life."
Aksak"During his first visit to Belarus in 1992, the work of Constantine Sharks almost the first time publishers interested in Belarus, a contract was signed with" Fiction "on the publication of his most famous or not the novel" Zmagarnyya road. "This novel two years later came out, and his caste name Shark won Frantisek Bogushevich which annually awards the Belarusian PEN Centre to the days of Will. Later this book was named among the 100 best books of the twentieth century. government also expressed its attitude to creativity Constantine Sharks. Here that the report of July 14, 1995, Alexander Lukashenko, the then Deputy Governor of the Presidential Administration sovereign Dolgolev "set that in the past year in accordance with the updated release schedule Publishing products … Publisher "Fiction" released a book of the former member of the Belarusian Defense Constantine edge Sharks’ Combat road. "In the book falsified Actions second global wars, belittled the role of Belarusian partisans on Fighting against the Nazi invaders …"
Inverse estimates creativity sovereign Sharks have in Belarus and to this day. What place does it in fact, in your opinion, takes the Belarusian literature of the twentieth century? "

80th anniversary of Constantine Sharks
"I appreciate the creativity of Constantine Sharks very high. His" Combat Road "- the most eminent book. But, in my opinion, even more significant trylegiya" Garavatka. "I would compare it with the prose of Ivan Melezha exclusively caste Sharks was not censorship which inevitably hung over Melezha. Kastus Shark — is, in fact, only in the Belarusian literature writer who figuratively, bright, sensual and at the highest artistic level revealed many layers of the Belarusian society at crucial times of the twentieth century. "
Aksak"If" Combat road "twice already published in Belarus," Garavatka "nobody seems we never going to give."
Ipatova"No, certainly. Trylegiya And this is not enough known in Belarus. Itself I got this piece from him already. I hope I have not inspected, however, that" Garavatka "is in our main libraries. I deeply believe that Constantine Shark remains in Belarusian literature, despite the very adverse incident for him. "
Aksak"It is clear to you something about the fate of the archive Constantine Sharks?"
Ipatova"Everyone will dispose of his successor, Yuri offspring. Really hope that the Emperor Yuri give archive father if not in Belarus, then at least in the last tarontavskuyu Church Cyril of Turov, where newspapers are preserved filing" Belarusian immigrant, "which gave Kastus Shark. I I think that even here, in Belarus, we will be able to collect all the complete filing his magazine "Zvazhay" (I have fourteen rooms.) But now I’m just simple do not know, give it to the Belarusian municipal archive, museum, or not to give since we already know what happens with archives, archives of detainees. "
Aksak"Apart from the designated publications you still have and video recording of the meeting with Konstantin sharks?"
Ipatova"Indeed, there is the record, and I hope he will be in our museums."
Aksak"And cherish the hope that this tape to any anniversary of Constantine Sharks will be shown on state Belarusian TV channels."
Creators and works
Felix Batorino "Povinet whether Bullpen THAT SOMEONE IN HER fade in vain"

February 5 was 60 years old poet Felix Batorino who is a doctor in the 2nd Minsk clinic. On the anniversary of the publishing house "Medysont" published his book of poetry entitled "On the Street Maxim Bogdanovich." Bible Stories in her alternate with folk ballads fizyyalegiya philosophy, poetry — with epigrams. The life and death of the poet and doctor talking Michas Scoble.
Michas Scoble‘Sire Felix usually consist of books of poetry already posted. And you gave Tamino 400 pages, which is almost entirely composed of new poems. This how old you wrote in the box? "
Felix Batorino"I do not write in the box, such habits have not. In the book" On the Street Maxim Bogdanovich "includes poems written during the last 5 years. They all — of the XXI century. But of weird thing: milenium somehow and I shared into two parts.’s reread his earlier poems and today — and the feeling that they wrote two different poets. "
Scoble"How patients perceive your Belarusian language? Or write and heal you in different languages?"
Batorino"With unhealthy I speak the language that they close. Junk man, he needs to respond to any questions, he was not to language problems. His main problem — health. This intimate affair, and to impose anything on the man here unreal. And if I see that person closer Belarusian language, then speak to him in Belarusian. And it does not cause unnecessary feelings perceived as a natural phenomenon. People normally perceive it. Belarusian language normally takes and has bosses are ordinary people. "
Scoble"I remember one of your verse:" I sit on the Sanskrit "know" / head propped his fists. / Or I fear death? Do not know / have never in fact died! "Over the many years of work in the surgical or you are accustomed to someone else’s death?"
Batorino"To get used to death unreal. And even if your patient dies, and you know
that he was killed, and stated his death, still watching, and you think maybe he breathes, and he can stir a couple of times … walk up … No, you can not get used to death.’s just the man lived, breathed read, but at the moment it is not. With this hard to accept. "
Scoble"Do you believe in the existence of the soul?"
Batorino"All discussions about the soul I believe speculation. I — materialist, and knock me off this road is unreal. This self-deception. Man hard to accept that he’s going to die, and nothing will happen. And the man begins to invent something that would help him survive in this life. Survive and do not get the mind. If he can help — please let believe in the soul. "
Scoble"In the introduction to your book Leonid Dranko-Maisyuk wrote:" Creativity Batorino — a meeting sustainable outlook and morality, and Star of David light Kupala fire. "It is a question of morality, and you from time to time in their own works using profanity. For what ? "
Batorino"Throughout the book will you find only three or four versions of its implementation. I have on this topic even has a poem:" In language there are no forbidden words. "Each word must have its place. How to read an abomination some gentle words? If you talk about the usual things, then read about their deviant words worth even contraindicated. profanity I use only where there is a question of deviant phenomena. And what is moral, what is immoral, it is hard to find.’s hard to go through life and no one come on foot. But if that happens, then you have to do a relief to whom applied wound. And it will be morally ".
Felix Batorino. Of new poems

Crossroads, crossroads
Turns, separation …
Well, why not give you, O God,
We ordinary road?
And country roads live
We are an actual burden,
Chief own way looking
Yes soles wear out.
Oh, you boots-shoes!
Oh, you feral paths!
I found a great way to,
So that you do not, many more! ..
I — Random escaped molecules.
I — the result of Brownian motion.
Well, you need the same way that human
Formed that blizzard.
Me in this dull world
In a whirlwind mitusennya.
So still, limp and painful
Live and expect their own extinction?
No, if it happened,
That the body associated with the spirit,
Will not be fun fate
Particle of Brownian motion.
And yes, I’ll go no end,
Undercapitalized lazhnitsu age —
Yes paviruyu, pabuntuyu
Billion of its own molecules!
Do blame the bullpen,
That someone died in it in vain?
And whoever wall grass —
He just worked carefully.
Who guards the wall —
This is a service that no voices.
And who endured one sentence
Another did not want suffering.
Law governs it.
And the measure of all — the law.
Law — not just weaving words
It made 100 goals.
100 sages were Vault,
And the sages chose people.
And the people — and you and I,
Your family, my family.
Between us there are none,
That a man was sitting in vain.
Here incident Winnie …
Life is funny day after day passed.
Life was. But whose?
Well, thank God, not mine.
Cost reliable bullpen.
We were sitting not. And in vain.
Fought — and even,
After Timeout: bump on the bump.
Semit with anti-Semites,
Gorgeous your alliance!
Michas Tychina. EAR — Melezha — Kupreev

Nicholas Kupreev. Polesskaya elegy: Tale. — Minsk, "Literature and Art" series "Limavski farm." 2007, 312 p.

Michas Tychina
"Polesskie story" Kolas, "Woodland Chronicle" Ivan Melezha — such items at one time had traditional masterpieces. "Woodland Elegy" Nicholas Kupreyeva — their natural continuation. Kolos, medial inhabitant of Belarus, once opened Woodland exoticism. Melezh, born Mozyrskogo Polessye argued with his stately predecessor, challenged his vision and awareness.
Kupreev not controvert. He is confident: "None of the Poets … I do not remember where and with whom started … can — in the forest, can — at the river … and maybe a bit later — the traces of the girls when I watched her out- behind a tree, because of Bush or her breath close behind the front desk, but can — when he taught and could not learn by heart "My native kut! How are you dear to me! .. "I could not learn by heart as near Kolasauski word suddenly roused possessed wings and his word … it was just a continuation of life, but life has some local …".
So, it is a continuation of life. Personally own inimitable and agulnalitaraturnaga. Because none of the predecessors (and were still not counting Kolasa and Melezha Ivan Turgenev with his "ride Polessye" Alexander Kuprin with the famous "Alesya") and none of his contemporaries (and this is probably all "philological generation") no matter how much expecting M. Kupreev not stated that he, by the time Taya, knew better than anyone in the world. How here not remember Alexander Twardowski: "Speak the word so no one / I would spawn would never managed / subcontract. Even Lev Tolstoy — / It is impossible. After utter — even for himself, he is God. "
And most Kupreyeva that word very long time — nearly three decades — was given. Although the samples were: still a student young poet wrote the novel "Rove at Dawn young." In Russian. Tale threw the attic from a friend, and that it fanned oven.
Kupreyeva could talk, stir, inspire lyrical drama Lives — praise him! — Poet Leonid Golubovic, who himself at this time — that’s paradoxes of life! — Announced that gave up writing poetry. Ultimately, the reader has another Belarusian — spotless, as the source language on the shore as the romantically beautiful river began in Kleck area where Kupreev, in his explanation, "and forever just returned only native" — artistic testimony "about the time and about themselves. "
In fact, 5 novel written by M. Kupreyeva perceived as separate sections of the lyrical novel. Binds their story: childhood, youth, maturity and old age. Scamper from one story to the subsequent images of people without whom the creator and his lyrical hero-narrator does not present itself. And first — mom image that Fascists killed when the boy was just 5 short years.
Earlier fateful moment of his own biography of the narrator in the story making "Children’s Games after the war" circles, spirals, again and again vorachivaetsya as taste taste psyhaanalityk who realizes that that’s when there was a breakdown in his mind, began his poverty, and not only his friend, that is not comprehended then himself without evaluating the condition of the postwar world, do not plan for the future. As a child he thinks of revenge and create your own enemy as a prisoner of war Eric. Thinks about the greatest injustice: "It is not good, how bad the world. So I’m floating in a boat, paddle hear the water with him falling on my face, glistening in the sun splashing lake brew smells and fish, duck flew, circling in the sky above Zhygulyankay storks … And all this does not know anything anything that does not see or hear a mother, she is dumb, deaf and blind to the far away land. It is not good in the world. "
Each of its bad boy friends. Neighbor the girl "with solar naming Sonia", which Kupreev mentioned once in his own poem, died of starvation. He was hiding behind the village when she was buried, and when he came to their homes later, thought that you need to visit the grave, and it was getting scary, presenting: "I stand at the grave and the grave — so tiny, and I was the same — June 20 . "Yes, and" fascist "Erich is a reason for all the intolerable: his wife and two children, closed in a box, burned mad with grief Russia
n fighter which the Germans burned the whole family and which, after all his commander in the same shot. bloody vendetta could last interminably, growing horror.
That’s why Kupreyeva lyrical hero, who has a lot to do with the founder, runs the world, with its totalitarian systems, man-made disaster, a global plan of land reclamation, environmental and demographic neuvvyazkami hiding in the thicket, makes for himself a hut, ground covers and ferns sits there long, long time ("there’s nothing I will hear and create, only — wood, grass, ants, birds, squirrels, well, maybe a bunny jump by …"). Philosophy of hatred he opposes philosophy of love for all living things, bright, unblemished, and finds that, as he seems to find "deep Polessye."
In the story "bright moment", one of the most "literary" in the book, referred to journey into the "wilderness" Pinsk-Volyn Polessye meeting with "feral woodland flower" Arina. Stitches of kuprynskay "Alesya" constantly under padverstvayutstsa real action, and already difficult to distinguish living from literature, which still reigned harmony and sunlight.
How is this peace of mind destroyed by fierce blows events as fiercely trampled and killed fragile happiness of human beings insightful, for which death is the death of a puppy in the best for yourself, says the novel "On the street of Karl Marx with Paet." How rigid ideology mutilates human souls erode person all human, turns ordinary people in nonhumans is described in the novel "Woodland Elegy," which became the title of the book. Genre elegy in general very close to poetic talent of M. Kupreyeva: "On the night of my poems! Hymns will not. Whisper elegy burst. One it is — do not worry — not to wake: the fact — Elegy. "
Book ends with the story "The river sailing, sailing," in fact, literary tales, legends of modern Noah’s Ark, in which float in search of the truth about the world and people, two adults, one child born on the night of April 26, 1986, white goat dark goat, reddish dog and goat sits on the back red-yellow rooster. Float "to the side of the great river, which flows into another great river, and that river flows somewhere far away in the sea …"

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