Monthly Archives: September 2018
But even the thought of-what’s his name? – immortality
there is a thought of solitude, my friend.
Conversation with the celestial
When I was seven years old, and a large bag of chips in Moscow cost only six and a half rubles, far away in the West, a poet with the biblical name Joseph, not very well known at home, died. Brodsky, of course, did not manage to live up to the moment when every schoolchild would know about it. Continue reading
Starting to talk about Sergei Dovlatov, it is difficult to resist the temptation to Preface the speech with a particularly witty quote from his works. I will not do this because of “proud shyness” and their already wide circulation both on the Internet and in everyday conversation. Sergey Dovlatov is undoubtedly an important figure in modern intellectual literature, and this has long been recognized and justified. It is not surprising that several documentaries have already been made about Dovlatov – some famous, others hardly. Continue reading