Vyacheslav Ivanov

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Vyacheslav Ivanov


Born
in Moscow, Russian Federation
February 16, 1866

Died
July 16, 1949

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Vyacheslav Ivanovich Ivanov (Russian: Вячесла́в Ива́нович Ива́нов; 28 February [O.S. 16 February] 1866 – 16 July 1949) was a Russian poet and playwright associated with the Russian Symbolist movement. He was also a philosopher, translator, and literary critic.

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A Study In Dostoevsky: Free...

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Corespondență de la un colț...

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Cor ardens

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Свет вечерний

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Ritmy seksual'noy aktivnost...

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Eros

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Poetry and poems / Stikhotv...

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Elementa

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Freedom and the Tragic Life...

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“On a winter night I hear the Easter bell:
I knock on graves and quicken the dead,
Until at last in a grave I see — myself.

(Winter Sonnets: XI)”
Vyacheslav Ivanov, Silver Age of Russian Culture

“My double drags his coffin, humble slave,
I, at least, am real, though changed to flesh.
Far-off, I build me a church no hand can shape

("Winter Sonnets: III")”
Vyacheslav Ivanov, Silver Age of Russian Culture

“Never, it seems to me, was man so molten and fluid, and yet never was he so shut up within himself, never so walled about as he is today, and never was he so cold of heart.”
Vyacheslav Ivanov

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