Great about verses:
Poetry is like painting: one work will captivate you more if you look at it closely, and another if you move further away.
Little cutesy poems irritate the nerves more than the creak of unoiled wheels.
The most valuable thing in life and in poetry is that which has broken.
Marina Tsvetaeva
Of all the arts, poetry is most tempted to replace its own idiosyncratic beauty with stolen glitter.
Humboldt W.
Poems succeed if they are created with spiritual clarity.
The writing of poetry is closer to worship than is commonly believed.
If only you knew from what rubbish Poems grow without shame... Like a dandelion near a fence, Like burdocks and quinoa.
A. A. Akhmatova
Poetry is not in verses alone: it is spilled everywhere, it is around us. Take a look at these trees, at this sky - beauty and life breathe from everywhere, and where there is beauty and life, there is poetry.
I. S. Turgenev
For many people, writing poetry is a growing pain of the mind.
G. Lichtenberg
A beautiful verse is like a bow drawn through the sonorous fibers of our being. Not our own - our thoughts make the poet sing inside us. Telling us about the woman he loves, he delightfully awakens in our souls our love and our sorrow. He is a wizard. Understanding him, we become poets like him.
Where graceful verses flow, there is no place for vainglory.
Murasaki Shikibu
I turn to Russian versification. I think that over time we will turn to blank verse. There are too few rhymes in Russian. One calls the other. The flame inevitably drags the stone behind it. Because of the feeling, art certainly peeps out. Who is not tired of love and blood, difficult and wonderful, faithful and hypocritical, and so on.
Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin
- ... Are your poems good, tell yourself?
- Monstrous! Ivan suddenly said boldly and frankly.
- Do not write anymore! the visitor asked pleadingly.
I promise and I swear! - solemnly said Ivan ...
Mikhail Afanasyevich Bulgakov. "Master and Margarita"
We all write poetry; poets differ from the rest only in that they write them with words.
John Fowles. "The French Lieutenant's Mistress"
Every poem is a veil stretched out on the points of a few words. These words shine like stars, because of them the poem exists.
Alexander Alexandrovich Blok
The poets of antiquity, unlike modern ones, rarely wrote more than a dozen poems during their long lives. It is understandable: they were all excellent magicians and did not like to waste themselves on trifles. Therefore, behind every poetic work of those times, a whole Universe is certainly hidden, filled with miracles - often dangerous for someone who inadvertently wakes dormant lines.
Max Fry. "The Talking Dead"
To one of my clumsy hippos-poems, I attached such a heavenly tail: ...
Mayakovsky! Your poems do not warm, do not excite, do not infect!
- My poems are not a stove, not a sea and not a plague!
Vladimir Vladimirovich Mayakovsky
Poems are our inner music, clothed in words, permeated with thin strings of meanings and dreams, and therefore drive away critics. They are but miserable drinkers of poetry. What can a critic say about the depths of your soul? Don't let his vulgar groping hands in there. Let the verses seem to him an absurd lowing, a chaotic jumble of words. For us, this is a song of freedom from tedious reason, a glorious song that sounds on the snow-white slopes of our amazing soul.
Boris Krieger. "A Thousand Lives"
Poems are the thrill of the heart, the excitement of the soul and tears. And tears are nothing but pure poetry who rejected the word.
On Indian summer, the sun's rays caress the earth for the last time of the year and let people enjoy the warmth from the bottom of their hearts. This is a great time to gather in a warm circle of friends outside the city and enjoy a comfortable outdoor recreation, feeling the aroma of fried shish kebab and the pleasant taste of new wine. The air temperature rises to +25 degrees, which allows you to show off a little in light clothes and remember the summer. Indian summer is considered by the people to be the ideal time to complete the accumulated business, resolve conflicts and prepare for winter.
Our ancestors considered Indian summer to be a real holiday that nature gives people. Grandmothers and great-grandmothers congratulated each other with pleasure on the last warm days, invited each other to the house and treated them to various delicacies. Today, the tradition of celebrating Indian Summer has not been preserved everywhere, but no one is stopping us from reviving it. Invite your friends to have fun and celebrate the holiday of warmth and light.
Read more ↓Autumn will generously give us
Days of last heat.
This Indian summer holiday
The whole planet called!
At this time, the rain does not cry.
The wind in the field is not buzzing.
The sun does not hide the rays
"Happy Indian summer!" he says.
And in an elegant necklace
All rowanberries are standing.
And with special tenderness
"Happy Indian summer!" they say.
The colorful maple will wave to us,
The trill of the last birds is ringing.
White mushroom in the spruce thicket
"Happy Indian summer!" he says.
Autumn girl dresses up
All around golden foliage.
And as if congratulating
Happy Indian summer with you!
After the first cold autumn days,
Indian summer has come to visit the earth.
The sun shone brighter in the sky,
The frozen earth was warmed with warmth.
My heart suddenly became bright and light:
It's too early for people to meet winter,
I really wanted to do good
Sing songs, walk late.
Time flows, runs in a spiral,
Only recently we met winter,
Spring and summer fled so quickly
Autumn has come again and we are bored.
Yes, it's too early to bury warm,
We need to shake things up a bit
To conjure Indian summer
And enjoy walking in the park.
Every year we look forward to Indian summer with admiration!
After all, everything on his native land is warmed by his warmth.
May it bring generosity and patience with it.
May the joys of the moment always accompany you.
So that Indian summer gives only care,
In the very in a better mood to go to work!
May the rays of warmth bring happiness to everyone,
Cobwebs will gobble up, shelter from bad weather!
It's so wonderful to expect rays of warmth,
So that health always grows and grows stronger!
Upon arrival, Indian summer gives everyone good,
It shimmers wonderfully: gold and silver!
We are all happy for Indian summer today,
To his sweet sunny warm days.
And we need to cherish this time,
Don't waste it on trifles.
Congratulations on this joyful occasion,
We wish you a great time.
We wish to complete everything in the country,
Find peace of mind for a long time.
Indian summer is not called so for nothing,
The women are very happy with him.
And every trifle seems more pleasant,
And for happiness we have no barriers.
Congratulations girls, always be
You are full of beauty and health.
Keep optimism in your soul for years,
Enjoy mutual love!
Indian summer gives everyone a unique chance
Feel the warmth of the sun now
Get some rest before the cold
The weather matches our wishes!
I wish you wonderful days,
Let the period be bright, interesting,
After all, it will soon be replaced by a cold autumn time,
So enjoy the heat now in full!
Indian summer is a period of warmth and joy,
The light of the sun creates a feeling of goodness!
Let the days of Indian summer pass carefree,
With fun entertainment, easy, free!
I wish you to prepare for the arrival of autumn,
May your ideas and beginnings come true
The mood will be wonderful, marvelous,
And the flow of impressions will be positive!
A piece of summer in autumn sometimes,
Let's walk under the sun arm in arm with you!
Take a look around now,
Like blue skies in summer!
Spider webs fly in the sun,
They want to confuse us with you in the network of autumn!
Happy Indian summer, I congratulate you from the bottom of my heart,
I wish you happiness and joy in the summer!
Tatiana Khadyka
The poem "Gifts of Autumn!"
Autumn They don't call it golden for nothing. After all, wherever you look, everywhere you see the brilliance and radiance of gold. The field is golden, the forest is golden, the haystacks on the horizon are also golden. And how many gifts the beauty brings us autumn. Her generosity knows no bounds. I want to offer you poem own composition" Gifts of autumn!" accompanied by a presentation. And in the next publication, dear teachers, a scenario will be offered to your attention autumn holiday based on this poem.
"GIFTS OF AUTUMN!"
Scattered the leaves autumn…
We will ask her:
What you, autumn gave us?
What did you bring with you?
answered autumn is quiet:
I am a fine dressmaker.
I will sew a golden outfit
And I will give trees.
Ladies of the alder and ladies of the aspen
Multi-colored scarves.
And to the birch trees in the forest
I will weave gold into a braid.
Also hazel, oak
I'll dress up in a colored sheepskin coat.
Elm, maple just like that
I'll give you a purple jacket.
- Autumn! Tell me soon
Have you stocked up for the animals?
I bear, capercaillie
I will give you many berries.
And cloudberries, and raspberries,
And ruddy rowan.
And for the forest squirrel
I have another surprise:
I will give a red-haired baby
Acorns, mushrooms and cones.
Oh thank you autumn,
For your miracle gifts!
What you, autumn, what you, autumn,
Stored for the kids?
I'm happy for you kids too.
I have a reward for you
The harvest is already ripe
And ordered to collect the fruits.
If you go into the garden
You will find vegetables there.
There are potatoes and tomatoes,
Pepper, cucumber, lettuce.
And in the garden you will find
Lots of apples and quince.
Collect pears and plums.
And stock up for the winter.
Our golden autumn!
We thank you.
For gifts and surprises
We say thank you.
