Valery Bryusov - Again a dream: Verse. Poem “A Dream Again” Valery Yakovlevich Bryusov “A Dream Again” Valery Bryusov

I dreamed of the wilds again,
The wilderness of the desert, the silence of sunset.
A yellow lion stalks a zebra
Through grass and reeds.

The trunks are stubborn in front of me
The branches were raised to the sky.
I hear the step of a hippopotamus,
A thicket of crumpling in the distance.

Safe on the cliff
All of me is sight, all of me is hearing.
But visions of old fables
They outrage the weak spirit.

Wings of the Fire Serpent
Will the sunset suddenly be eclipsed?
Won't it fly up, sowing sparks,
Is he above us, happy to die?

Will it suddenly come out of the stones?
Tribe of dwarfs to me?
Turning branches into coals,
Will the forest go up in flames?

The month is up. Louder rustling.
A zebra rushes in the distance.
Lion, exploding a heap of leaves,
Stupidly reaching for the river.

The distance is gloomy and deaf.
The crunch is more audible. Scary. After all
Who knows: is it perfume?
Or the king of the cave is the bear!

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You are now reading the poem Again, a dream, by the poet Bryusov Valery Yakovlevich

I dreamed of the wilds again,
The wilderness of the desert, the silence of sunset.
A yellow lion stalks a zebra
Through grass and reeds.

The trunks are stubborn in front of me
The branches were raised to the sky.
I hear the step of a hippopotamus,
A thicket of crumpling in the distance.

Safe on the cliff
All of me is sight, all of me is hearing.
But visions of old fables
They outrage the weak spirit.

Wings of the Fire Serpent
Will the sunset suddenly be eclipsed?
Won't it fly up, sowing sparks,
Is he above us, happy to die?

Will it suddenly come out of the stones?
Tribe of dwarfs to me?
Turning branches into coals,
Will the forest go up in flames?

The month is up. Louder rustling.
A zebra rushes in the distance.
Lion, exploding a heap of leaves,
Stupidly reaching for the river.

The distance is gloomy and deaf.
The crunch is more audible. Scary. After all
Who knows: is it perfume?
Or the king of the cave is the bear!

Analysis of the poem “A Dream Again” by Bryusov

Young Valery Yakovlevich Bryusov, on the pages of his debut collection “Masterpieces,” embarks on an experimental search for himself and his poetic voice.

The poem was written in 1895. Its author is 22 years old, he is a student who risked publishing a collection of poems with the provocative title “Masterpieces.” Even then, he laid the foundations of symbolism in his work. By genre - landscape lyrics, by size - trochee with cross rhyme, 7 stanzas. Rhymes are both open and closed. The lyrical hero is the author himself. The composition is plot, adventure. The name itself emphasizes that what is described is just a dream, and not to say that it is very bad. In a strange way, this early poem echoes slightly later works about Africa by N. Gumilyov. Even the manner itself is almost Acmeistic. It’s funny that V. Bryusov, who had never been to the dark continent, coped with his task quite successfully. It should be noted that for many years he dreamed of visiting Africa, but the First World War interfered with his plans.

The intonation is surprised, childish. The hero is breathtaking, he is both cowardly and greedily interested in what is happening. In this dream he has already settled down: I dreamed about it again. Already in the first quatrain there is a fight between a lion and an unsuspecting zebra, in the second a hippopotamus is tossing and turning in the thickets. The hero prudently settles down on a certain cliff in order to be inaccessible to the encroachments of any animal. “Old fables”: indeed, all animals are from fables or, or even the most venerable. Then a barrage of questions begins. Well, of course: won’t it fly above us? (Animals are no longer as scary as that snake. And the hero’s safety on the cliff is in question, since the snake has wings). Will a tribe of dwarfs come out to him? (You really don’t know what to expect from these pygmies). Will the forest go up in flames? (The wall of fire is a spectacular technique for the fires that are rumored to be raging every now and then in Africa). Night falls, the lion, not paying attention to the annoying zebra, “stupidly reaches for the river.” The area is wild and deserted. "Scary". Are there spirits sneaking around there? After all, then the hero disappeared! Or maybe a bear? It's not getting any easier hour by hour! The poem ends on this dramatic note. Is it any wonder that this expressive, slightly ironic poem is now considered a work from the circle of children's literature. Epithets: stubborn, fiery. Repetitions: all of me. Inversion: eclipse the sunset. Personifications: the forest will rise, the month is out.

The work “A Dream Again” is a dynamic dream story from the pen of V. Bryusov.

Valery Yakovlevich Bryusov

I dreamed of the wilds again,
The wilderness of the desert, the silence of sunset.
A yellow lion stalks a zebra
Through grass and reeds.

The trunks are stubborn in front of me
The branches were raised to the sky.
I hear the step of a hippopotamus,
A thicket of crumpling in the distance.

Safe on the cliff
All of me is sight, all of me is hearing.
But visions of old fables
They outrage the weak spirit.

Wings of the Fire Serpent
Will the sunset suddenly be eclipsed?
Won't it fly up, sowing sparks,
Is he above us, happy to die?

Will it suddenly come out of the stones?
Tribe of dwarfs to me?
Turning branches into coals,
Will the forest go up in flames?

The month is up. Louder rustling.
A zebra rushes in the distance.
Lion, exploding a heap of leaves,
Stupidly reaching for the river.

The distance is gloomy and deaf.
The crunch is more audible. Scary. After all
Who knows: is it perfume?
Or the king of the cave is the bear!

Valery Bryusov is rightfully considered one of the founders of Russian symbolism. He published his first collection of poems entitled “Chefs d’oeuvre” (translated from French as “Masterpieces”) in 1895. At that time, the young poet was not known for his modesty at all, for which he was often ridiculed by critics. Bryusov sincerely considered his youth to be the youth of a genius. He bequeathed his debut book of poems to eternity and art. As for poetry itself, Paul Verlaine had the greatest influence on Valery Yakovlevich’s earlier work.

Cryptomeria Alley in Jinja, Nagano Prefecture

A special place in the poem is given to fauna. The poetic world of the Bryusovs is populated by exotic animals (with the exception of the bear mentioned at the end). We are talking about a lion, a zebra, a hippopotamus. There is nothing surprising about this. According to researchers, the mention of fauna representatives unusual for Russia is one of the characteristic features of the poetry of the Silver Age, which manifested itself most clearly in the work of Nikolai Gumilyov.

One of the key devices used in the poem is personification. Nature here appears as a living organism, which is generally characteristic of symbolism. In addition, what happens to the lyrical hero in a dream has a fairy-tale connotation. Bryusov mentions old fables, a tribe of dwarfs emerging from stones. In the last lines of the poem, mysticism is added to the fabulousness. The crunching in the distance becomes more audible, the lyrical hero is frightened, because he does not know what is the source of the sounds - the spirits or the bear, the king of the cave.

In Bryusov’s early works there is often a contrast between the real and ideal worlds, reality and dreams. Just look at the titles of the poems and cycles: “Treasured Dream”, “New Dreams”, “First Dreams”. To some extent, this also applies to the work “A Dream Again.” The world seen by the lyrical hero in a dream is exotic, mystical, exciting. Naturally, it had little in common with Russian reality at the end of the 19th century.

The collection “Chefs d’oeuvre” was not very warmly received by contemporaries. Many critics noted the inconsistency of the title with the content of the book. Nevertheless, “Chefs d’oeuvre” is the most important milestone in Bryusov’s work, a kind of quintessence of his early work.

Poetry notebook

Valery Bryusov "A Dream Again"

Introduction

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Valery Yakovlevich Bryusov was born on December 13, 1873 in Moscow, into a merchant family. He began writing poetry at the age of 8. Already in his student years, he declared himself as a poet of a new direction - symbolism: he published the collection “Russian Symbolists”

Those who use symbolic words in their poems.

Identification mark, sign.

The sun is life, warmth, happiness, joy.

The star is the birth of a new person.

In 1899 Bryusov became one of the organizers of the Moscow publishing house Scorpion, which united supporters of the new art. Under his leadership, the almanac “Northern Flowers” was created, with the release of which symbolism took shape as an independent movement.

A collection of works devoted to one topic.

Bryusov organized the Higher Literary and Artistic Institute. Valery Yakovlevich died on October 9, 1924. in Moscow.

Reading with commentary

We will now read one of Valery Yakovlevich’s wonderful works, “A Dream Again.” But before we start, read the title and think about what you think it will be about?

We will return to this issue a little later, but now let’s think about what the words WILD and Hippopotamus mean

Wilds - a place overgrown with impenetrable forest.

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Hippopotamus -hippopotamus

What is the lyrical hero like? By the way, who is the lyrical hero? ( The lyrical hero is the one who observes, shares his impressions, feelings, experiences.)

Who is the lyrical hero in the work? ( the lyrical hero is the author himself)

Why does the lyrical hero dream of wilds? How does this characterize him? ( Wilds is a forest. This means that the lyrical hero loves nature and deifies it.)

What feelings does the lyrical hero experience at the moment? ( Delight, surprise, admiration)

Why does a lion sneak up on a zebra? How does this characterize a lion? ( Cunning, cautious, decisive, swift, observant)

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Which of these qualities can be attributed to the lyrical hero and why? (Cautious, because he does not approach the lion; determined and impetuous - he has set a goal for himself and wants to achieve it: observant - notices everything that the lion does)

What does it mean “The trunks stubbornly raised the branches to the sky”? Who are we talking about? ( About a human)

What technique does the poet use? ( Personification)

Think about what feelings the hippopotamus evokes in the lyrical hero? How does he feel about him? ( A feeling of pride in nature, delight and admiration for its strength, the power of the inhabitants of the forest)

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What is a cliff? ( Mountain)

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Guess why the lyrical hero climbs the cliff? ( Perhaps because it’s safe here, or maybe because you can see better from the cliff)

What do you think vision is? ( Something non-existent; what it seems)

The serpent is literally translated - crawling on the ground, “fiery serpent” - fire crawling on the ground. It was a real disaster and only rain could put out the fire. What feelings could this image evoke?

(Fear, danger, disgust)

What is sunset? When is it observed? ( Sunset is a natural phenomenon. It is observed in the evening)

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Describe it and how it makes you feel. ( Beauty. Anticipation)

What other words can replace the words “overshadow” and “sow”? ( They will obscure, close; throwing)

Who are dwarfs? ( Little people. Perhaps here the author means the gnomes that come out of the stones)

How do you understand the expression “turning branches into coals”? ( Burning, destroying all living things)

What feelings do you think this picture awakens in the lyrical hero? ( A feeling of pity for nature, regret, a feeling of pain that such beauty is dying)

Please note that in stanza 6 we meet the zebra again, only now she is already rushing. ( Perhaps she is running away from the fire, from the lion)

Why do you think the lion is drawn to the river? ( We talked about a fiery serpent that flew up and was throwing sparks, perhaps a lion was reaching for the river to escape the fire)

Imagine yourself in his place, what do you think he is experiencing? ( Unbearable pain, fear, sadness, despair)

Can these feelings be attributed to the lyrical hero? ( It’s possible, since he feels sorry for nature)

Read the last stanza and think about why “the crunch is more audible”, why is the lyrical hero scared? ( The crunch is more audible, since everything is quiet, the forest is waiting for something, in tension and from this silence the hero feels uneasy)

In your opinion, who are spirits? ( Spirits are the souls of dead people.)

Who do you think the lyrical hero is more afraid of, spirits or a bear? Why? ( A bear, because the spirits won't do anything.)

Now let's give the lyrical hero the most complete description. ( Loves life and nature. Lives in harmony with nature. Experiences delight from what he sees, surprise,

a feeling of pride in the beauty of our native nature. The person is emotional, noble, kind, sympathetic, generous, decisive, observant, impetuous, cautious, and has a feeling of pity for nature.)

Generalization

The world is very interesting, rich, mysterious, it is very important to be able to admire it, admire it, think about what is happening in nature, and take care of it.

Why is the poem called “A Dream Again”? ( Here the lyrical hero speaks about spirits, about a fiery serpent, about dwarfs, about African animals and about a bear. He immediately sees incompatible things, and this only happens in a dream.)

Results

We got acquainted with the biography and work of Valery Yakovlevich Bryusov. We read and analyzed his poem “A Dream Again.” They noted that one of the key techniques used in the work is personification. Nature here appears as a living organism, and what happens to the lyrical hero in a dream has a fairy-tale connotation. Bryusov mentions old fables, a tribe of dwarfs emerging from stones. In the last lines of the poem, mysticism is added to the fabulousness. The crunching in the distance becomes more audible, the lyrical hero is frightened, because he does not know what is the source of the sounds - the spirits or the bear, the king of the cave.

SOURCE

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“A Dream Again” Valery Bryusov

I dreamed of the wilds again,
The wilderness of the desert, the silence of sunset.
A yellow lion stalks a zebra
Through grass and reeds.

The trunks are stubborn in front of me
The branches were raised to the sky.
I hear the step of a hippopotamus,
A thicket of crumpling in the distance.

Safe on the cliff
All of me is sight, all of me is hearing.
But visions of old fables
They outrage the weak spirit.

Wings of the Fire Serpent
Will the sunset suddenly be eclipsed?
Won't it fly up, sowing sparks,
Is he above us, happy to die?

Will it suddenly come out of the stones?
Tribe of dwarfs to me?
Turning branches into coals,
Will the forest go up in flames?

The month is up. Louder rustling.
A zebra rushes in the distance.
Lion, exploding a heap of leaves,
Stupidly reaching for the river.

The distance is gloomy and deaf.
The crunch is more audible. Scary. After all
Who knows: is it perfume?
Or the king of the cave is the bear!

Analysis of Bryusov’s poem “A Dream Again”

The poem “A Dream Again,” written in 1895, is included in the collection “Chefs d’oeuvre,” more specifically, in the “Cryptomeria” cycle. It is named after the evergreen tree of the cypress family, considered a symbol of Japan and often found in the poetry of the Land of the Rising Sun. A special place in the poem is given to fauna. The poetic world of the Bryusovs is populated by exotic animals (with the exception of the bear mentioned at the end). We are talking about a lion, a zebra, a hippopotamus. There is nothing surprising about this. According to researchers, the mention of fauna representatives unusual for Russia is one of the characteristic features of the poetry of the Silver Age, which manifested itself most clearly in the work of Nikolai Gumilyov.