True, apparently, Russian is much easier to rhyme in than English, for one thing.Then how poetry was underground & so loved for that, too…
Doug
> On May 30, 2016, at 9:19 PM, Bill Wootton <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
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> Certainly would be something, Max, to hear those voices chiming in, esp
> with non-rhyming poems. Bit different from singalongs.
>
> Bill
>
> On Tuesday, 31 May 2016, Max Richards <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
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>> The poems he [Benedict Anderson] memorized in his youth stayed with him
>> always. In 2007, he was invited to Leningrad to assist with a class on
>> nationalism for young teachers in Russian provincial universities.
>> Addressing them, he remembered some Russian from his days at Eton and
>> proceeded to recite the final stanza of a poem by Vladimir Mayakovsky, who
>> perished, amid murky circumstances, in Moscow in 1930. To his astonishment,
>> all of the students joined with him:
>>
>> Shine always,
>> Shine everywhere,
>> To the depth of the last day!
>> Shine—
>> And to hell with everything else!
>> That’s my motto—
>> And the sun’s!
>>
>> “I was in tears by the end,” recalls Anderson. “Some of the students, too.”
>>
>>
>> http://www.thenation.com/article/benedict-andersons-view-of-nationalism/
>>
>>
>> I sent the above to my old friend Alan in Dunedin.
>> He replies (he once had a Russian tutor named Natasha) -
>>
>> Yes, it is astonishing, isn't it!
>>
>> And I doubt that it ever happens with English-language poets -
>>
>> have you ever come across that?
>>
>>
>> I remember hearing (probably from Natasha Templeton)
>>
>> that another Russian (Voznezhensky? Pasternak?)
>>
>> at an infrequent reading (in Russian, of course) found that the entire
>>
>> darkened auditorium was filled with the voices of the audience,
>>
>> saying his lines with him. Brings a tear to my eye.
>>
>> Alan
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