Name: Eduard Asadov

Age: 80 years old

Activity: poet, prose writer

Marital status: widower

Eduard Asadov: biography

Asadov Eduard Arkadyevich - an outstanding Russian poet and prose writer, hero Soviet Union, a man amazing in fortitude and courage, who lost his sight in his youth, but found the strength to live and create for people.

Eduard Asadov was born in September 1923, in the city of Merv, Turkestan Autonomous Soviet Socialist Republic, into a family of intelligent Armenians. His father, Artashes Grigoryevich Asadyants (later changed his first and last name and became Arkady Grigorievich Asadov), participated in the revolutionary movement, was imprisoned for his beliefs, after which he joined the Bolsheviks. Subsequently he served as an investigator, commissar and commander of a rifle company. After retiring, Arkady Grigorievich married the mother of the future poet, Lydia Ivanovna Kurdova, and exchanged military shoulder straps for a peaceful status school teacher.

Little Edik's young years passed in the cozy atmosphere of a small Turkmen town, with its dusty streets, noisy bazaars and endless blue sky. However, happiness and family idyll were short-lived. When the boy was only six years old, his father tragically died. At the time of his death, Arkady Grigorievich was about thirty, and he died unharmed by bandit bullets and hard times Civil War, from intestinal obstruction.

Edward's mother, left alone with the child, could not stand the situation, which reminded her of her late husband. In 1929, Lidia Ivanovna collected her simple belongings and, together with her son, moved to Sverdlovsk, where her father, Ivan Kalustovich, lived. It was in Sverdlovsk that Edik first went to school, and at the age of eight he wrote his first poems, and there he began attending a theater club. Everyone predicted a brilliant future for the boy, he was so talented, ardent, and versatile.

Little Eduard Asadov with his parents

Once he tasted the delights of the lines flowing from his pen, Asadov could no longer stop. The boy wrote poems about everything he saw, felt, loved. Edik’s mother was able to instill in her son not only a love of literature, theater, and creativity, but also a kind of admiration for true feelings, sincerity, devotion, and passion.

Biographers of Eduard Asadov claim that the reverence felt by the poet for real, genuine love was transmitted to the poet at the genetic level. His father and mother fell in love and got married, regardless of nationality and other conventions. However, then, in the Soviet Union, this did not surprise anyone. All the more typical is the example associated with the story of Edward’s great-grandmother. She came from a good noble family living in St. Petersburg, but fell in love with an English lord, with whom she cast her lot in spite of public opinion and the will of the parents.

After Sverdlovsk, the Asadovs moved to Moscow, where Lidia Ivanovna continued to work as a school teacher. Edward was delighted. He was fascinated by the large and noisy city; the capital won the heart of the young man with its scale, architecture, and bustle. He wrote about literally everything, as if absorbing in advance the impressions of what he saw and trying to record them on paper. These were poems about love, life, girls as beautiful as spring flowers, about cheerful people and dreams coming true.

After graduating from school, Eduard Asadov planned to enter a university, but he still could not choose a direction, hesitating between literary and theater institutes. His school's graduation ceremony was June 14, 1941. The young man hoped that he would still have a few days to think before submitting the documents. But fate decreed otherwise. The war ruined the lives of millions Soviet people, and the young poet could not escape his destiny. However, he didn’t even try: on the very first day of the war, Assadov showed up at the military registration and enlistment office and signed up as a volunteer for the front.

At war

Eduard was assigned to the crew of the gun, which later became known throughout the world as the legendary Katyusha. The poet fought near Moscow and Leningrad, on the Volkhov, North Caucasus, and Leningrad fronts. The young soldier showed remarkable bravery and courage, and went from a gunner to a guards mortar battalion commander.

In between battles and shelling, the poet continued to write. He composed and immediately read poems to the soldiers about war, love, hope, sadness, and his colleagues asked for more. In one of his works, Asadov describes such a moment. Critics of the poet’s work repeatedly condemned him for idealizing the life of soldiers; they had no idea that even in dirt, blood and pain a person can dream of love, dream of peaceful pictures, remember his family, children, his beloved girl.

IN once again The life and hopes of the young poet were dashed by the war. In 1944, on the outskirts of Sevastopol, the battery where Assad served was defeated, and all his fellow soldiers died. In such a situation, Edward made a heroic decision that left him practically no chance of survival. He loaded the remaining ammunition into an old truck and began to break through to the neighboring battle line, where the shells were vital. He managed to bring the car under mortar fire and incessant shelling, but on the way he received a terrible wound to the head from a shell fragment.

This was followed by endless hospitals and doctors throwing up their hands. Despite Asadov undergoing twelve operations, the traumatic brain injury he received was so serious that no one hoped that the hero would survive. However, Edward survived. He survived, but lost his sight forever. This fact plunged the poet into deep depression; he did not understand how and why he should live now, who needs a blind and helpless young man.

According to Asadov himself, it was the love of women that saved him. It turned out that his poems were widely known outside his military unit, they were distributed in lists, and these handwritten pieces of paper were read by people, girls, women, men and old people. It was in the hospital that the poet found out that he was famous and had many fans. The girls regularly visited their idol, and at least six of them were ready to marry the poet-hero.

Assadov could not resist one of them. It was Irina Viktorova, a children's theater artist, and she became the poet's first wife. Unfortunately, this marriage did not last; the love that Ira seemed to feel for Edward turned out to be an infatuation, and the couple soon separated.

Creation

At the end of the war, Eduard Asadov continued his activities as a poet and prose writer. At first, he wrote poetry “on the table”, not daring to publish. Once a poet sent several poems to whom he considered a professional in poetry. Chukovsky at first criticized Asadov’s works to smithereens, but at the end of the letter he unexpectedly summed it up, writing that Eduard is a true poet with “genuine poetic breath.”

After such a “blessing,” Asadov perked up. He entered the capital's Literary University, from which he successfully graduated in 1951. In the same year, the first of his collections, “The Bright Road,” was published. This was followed by membership in the CPSU and the Writers' Union, long-awaited recognition general public and the world community.

In the post-war years, Eduard Asadov participated in numerous literary evenings, read poetry from the stage, signed autographs, and spoke, telling people about his life and destiny. He was loved and respected, millions read his poems, Asadov received letters from all over the Union: this is how his work resonated in the souls of people, touching the most hidden strings and the deepest feelings.

Among the most famous poems of the poet, the following should be noted:

• “I can really wait for you”;
• “How many of those”;
• "While we are alive";
• “Poems about a red mongrel”;
• "Satan";
• "Coward" and others.

In 1998, Eduard Asadov was awarded the title of Hero of the Soviet Union.

The poet, beloved by millions of ordinary Soviet people, died in 2004, in Odintsovo, near Moscow.

Personal life

Asadov met his second wife, Galina Razumovskaya, at one of the concerts at the Moscow State University Palace of Culture. She was an artist at the Mosconcert and asked to be allowed to perform first because she was afraid of being late for the plane. Galina became faithful companion, last love, muse and through the eyes of a poet.

She accompanied him to all meetings, evenings, concerts, supporting him morally and physically. For his sake, his wife, at the age of 60, learned to drive a car, so that it would be easier for Eduard Arkadyevich to move around the city. IN happy marriage this couple lived for 36 years, until Galina’s death.

Eduard Asadov today

More than one generation of people has grown up with the poems of Eduard Asadov; it is not surprising that he is still loved, remembered and read by his works. The writer and poet passed away, but left behind a gigantic cultural heritage. Asadov is the author of almost fifty books and collections of poems. He published in magazines, wrote not only poetry, but also poems, essays, short stories, and novellas.

The works of Eduard Asadov in the 60s of the last century were published in copies of hundreds of thousands, but interest in his books did not fade away even with the collapse of the USSR. The writer continued to collaborate with various publishing houses, and today, in 2016 and 2017, his collections are being republished and sold out. Several audio books with the poet’s poems have been published, and many works, essays, and dissertations have been written about his work and life. The poet’s poems live in the hearts of people even after his death, which means he himself is alive.

Quotes

Let you not be the reason
That spat and harsh words.
Rise above the quarrel, be a man!
It's still your love.

See the beauty in the ugly,
See the river floods in the streams!
Who knows how to be happy in everyday life,
He really is a happy man!

To love is first of all to give.
To love means your feelings are like a river,
Splash with spring generosity
To the delight of a loved one.

How easy it is to offend someone!
He took and threw out a phrase angrier than pepper...
And then sometimes a century is not enough,
To return an offended heart...

Is a bird born good or bad?
She is destined to fly.
This is not good for a person.
It's not enough to be born a human,
They still need to become.

Men, be alarmed!
Well, who doesn’t know that a woman with a tender soul
Sometimes a hundred thousand sins will be forgiven!
But it doesn’t forgive NEGLIGENCE...

There are so many people you can go to bed with...
This is how this gimmick winds its way -
They meet easily, they part without pain
This is because there are many people with whom you can go to bed.
All because there are few people with whom you want to wake up...

Bibliography

• "Snowy Evening" (1956);
• “The Soldiers Returned from the War” (1957);
• "In the name great love"(1962);
• “In the name of great love” (1963);
• "I Love Forever" (1965);
• "Be Happy, Dreamers" (1966);
• "Island of Romance" (1969);
• "Kindness" (1972);
• "Winds of Restless Years" (1975);
• Canes Venatici (1976);
• "Years of Courage and Love" (1978);
• "Compass of Happiness" (1979);
• “In the Name of Conscience” (1980);
• "High Debt" (1986);
• “Fates and Hearts” (1990);
• "Lightnings of War" (1995);
• “Don't give up, people” (1997);
• “You don’t have to give away your loved ones” (2000);
• “The Road to a Winged Tomorrow” (2004);
• “When Poems Smile” (2004);

On September 7, 1923, a long-awaited boy was born into an intelligent Armenian family, who was named Edward. Little Edik spent his entire childhood in the small Turkmen town of Merv. But the family idyll did not last long: when the boy was barely 6 years old, his father died suddenly. The mother had no choice but to return to her native Sverdlovsk with her son.

Here Edik went to school, and at the age of 8 he wrote his first poem. Later, he began to attend a local theater group, where a great future was predicted for the talented and versatile boy.

Later, Edik and his mother moved to the capital, where he continued his studies. In his senior year, he could not decide on the choice of university, torn between the desire to become an actor and a poet.

However, fate itself made the choice for him. The experiences from prom, how the whole country was shocked by terrible news - war. Yesterday's graduate immediately reported to the military registration and enlistment office and volunteered to go to the front.

At war

After completing a month's training, young Asadov ended up in a rifle unit as a gunner. Possessing courage and determination, he was able to rise to the rank of guards mortar battalion commander.

Despite the terrifying reality, Edward continued to write. He read his poems to soldiers who were in desperate need of simple human emotions. Like his colleagues, the young battalion commander dreamed of a new life in peacetime, made bold plans for the future.

However, all dreams were destroyed during the battle near Sevastopol in 1944. During one of the attacks, all of Asadov’s fellow soldiers died, and he decided to load the car with ammunition and try to break through the cordon. Under heavy mortar fire, he miraculously managed to carry out his plan, but on the way he received a serious wound to the head, incompatible with life.

After numerous difficult operations, Asadov learned a terrible verdict - he would remain blind for the rest of his life. For young man it was a real tragedy. The poet was saved from deep depression by fans of his work: as it turned out, Asadov’s poems were well known outside his unit.

Creative path

After the end of the war, the young man continued his literary activity. At first, he wrote his works “for the soul,” not daring to take them to the editor.

IN short biography Asadov there was a case when he dared to send several poems to Korney Chukovsky, whom he considered a great specialist in the field of poetry. Famous writer At first he mercilessly criticized the poems sent, but in the end he summed it up by writing that Asadov is a true poet.

After this letter, Edward literally “spread his wings”: he easily entered the Literary Institute in Moscow, and after graduating in 1951, he published his first collection, “The Bright Road.”

Eduard Arkadyevich was very lucky: during his lifetime, his work was appreciated not only by the masters of literature, but also by the general public. Throughout his life, Asadov received bags of letters from all over the Soviet Union with words of gratitude for his sensitive and heartfelt poems.

Personal life

Eduard Arkadyevich was married twice. The first marriage to artist Irina Viktorova did not last long.

The second attempt to start a family was more successful. Galina Razumovskaya became a reliable support and support for the poet, having lived with him for 36 years. The couple had no children.

Death

But there is a path to immortality, my dear,

Of course, you shouldn’t meddle with saints.

But live like this, so that maybe forever

Remain in the bright memory of people.

Eduard Asadov

Today, September 7th, is the birthday of my favorite poet Eduard Asadov. I put a lot of his poems in my diary, but I have never talked about him.

Why can E. Asadov be called a poet of the 60s, but only because it was in the 60s that the writer gained all-Union fame.

His collections, produced in huge editions, are “swept away” from store shelves by thousands of fans.

Evenings of Asadov’s creativity are always crowded; the audience does not let the writer leave even after several hours of performances. Communicating with ordinary people, Eduard Arkadyevich finds inspiration for his new works.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that his poems, written by loved ones and in clear language For ordinary people, gained popularity for decades.

But his life is, to one degree or another, reflected in his works. But it also happens that the fate of a poet or artist is already a legend in itself, and in this case a special reader’s interest arises in it.

Asadov’s life is an example of such a fate.

A favorite of millions of Soviet citizens, poet and prose writer, Eduard Arkadyevich Asadov was born on September 7, 1923 in the small town of Merv (Turkmenistan).

After the death of Arkady Grigorievich, the writer’s father, in 1929, the family moved to Sverdlovsk.

Ivan Kalustovich, the writer’s grandfather, with whom the Asadovs stayed in Sverdlovsk, lived a stormy revolutionary life, was familiar with N.G. Chernyshevsky.

The extraordinary experience and views of Ivan Kalustovich influenced the formation of Asadov’s personality, instilling in him a heightened sense of justice, courage and love for people.

Already at the age of eight he wrote his first poems.

When should I your name named
I even thought it was a joke.
But soon we all in the class knew
That your name really is Forget-Me-Not.

And then war hit the country. Thousands of volunteers responded to the call “Everyone to the front”

... Eduard Asadov accomplished an amazing feat. Flight through death on an old one truck, along a sunlit road, in full view of the enemy, under continuous artillery and mortar fire, under bombing - this is a feat.

Go almost to certain death for the sake of saving comrades - this is a feat... Any doctor would confidently say that a person who received such a wound has very little chance of survival. And he is not only unable to fight, but also to move at all.

But Eduard Asadov did not leave the battle. Constantly losing consciousness, he continued to command, carry out combat operation and drive the car to the goal, which he now saw only with his heart. And he completed the task brilliantly.

From the book about Eduard Asadov "For your sake, people"

In the battles for the liberation of Sevastopol on the night of May 3-4, 1944, showing rare courage, dedication and will, Guard Lieutenant Asadov was seriously wounded and lost his sight. Life seemed to collapse, go out, end...

Now life had to start literally from scratch. And once you start, overcome the most difficult challenges and do everything you can, and even everything you can’t. And he endured, continuing to write poetry between operations, as at the front - between battles.

There was everything: doubts and hopes, failures and joys, and of course, a stubborn desire: to win!

AND HE WON!

His whole life and all his work is a victory, he made his life creative.

I really want to write poetry,

so that every line

move life forward.

This song will win

My people will accept such a song.

A. Asadov

Eduard Arkadyevich died at an advanced age in April 2004, having received a huge number of awards and prizes during his life, and also leaving behind a legacy that is read with pleasure in our time.

Eduard Asadov was buried at the Kuntsevo cemetery. This was the last will of Eduard Asadov, who bequeathed to bury his heart in Sevastopol on Sapun Mountain.

1923- 2004

Poet, honorary citizen of the city of Sevastopol
Born on September 7, 1923 in the Turkmen city of Merv (now Mary). Father - Asadov Arkady Grigorievich (1898-1929), graduated from Tomsk University, during the Civil War - commissar, commander of the 1st company of the 2nd rifle regiment, in peacetime he worked as a school teacher. Mother - Asadova (Kurdova) Lidia Ivanovna (1902-1984), teacher. Wife - Asadova (Razumovskaya) Galina Valentinovna (1925-1997), artist of the Moscow Concert. Granddaughter - Kristina Arkadyevna Asadova (born in 1978), graduate of the Faculty of Philology of Moscow State University, teacher Italian language at MGIMO.

Lidia Ivanovna Asadova. 1920. (poet’s mother)

Father Arkady Grigorievich. Mother Lidia Ivanovna with little Edik. 1926

In 1929, Eduard’s father died, and Lidia Ivanovna moved with her son to Sverdlovsk (now Yekaterinburg), where the future poet’s grandfather, Ivan Kalustovich Kurdov, lived, whom Eduard Arkadyevich with a kind smile calls his “historical grandfather.”

Living in Astrakhan, Ivan Kalustovich from 1885 to 1887 served as a secretary-scribe for Nikolai Gavrilovich Chernyshevsky after his return from Vilyui exile and was forever imbued with his high philosophical ideas. In 1887, on the advice of Chernyshevsky, he entered Kazan University, where he met student Vladimir Ulyanov and, following him, joined the revolutionary student movement and participated in the organization of illegal student libraries. Subsequently, after graduating from the natural sciences department of the university, he worked in the Urals as a zemstvo doctor, and from 1917 - head of the medical department of Gubzdrav.

The poet's father is Arkady Grigorievich.

Depth and extraordinary The ferocity of Ivan Kalustovich’s thinking had a huge impact on the formation of his grandson’s character and worldview, instilling in him willpower and courage, on his faith in conscience and kindness, and ardent love for people.
Working Ural, Sverdlovsk, where Eduard Asadov spent his childhood and adolescence, became the second homeland for the future poet, and he wrote his first poems at the age of eight. Over the years, he traveled almost the entire Urals, especially often visiting the city of Serov, where his uncle lived. He forever fell in love with the strict and even harsh nature of this region and its inhabitants. All these bright and vivid impressions will subsequently be reflected in many poems and poems by Eduard Asadov: " Forest River", "A Date with Childhood", "A Poem about First Tenderness", etc. The theater attracted him no less than poetry - while studying at school, he studied in the drama club at the Palace of Pioneers, which was led by an excellent teacher, director of Sverdlovsk radio Leonid Konstantinovich Dikovsky .
In 1939, Lydia Ivanovna, as an experienced teacher, was transferred to work in Moscow. Here Edward continued to write poetry - about school, about recent events in Spain, about hiking in the forest, about friendship, about dreams.

The poet's mother is Lydia Ivanovna Asadova. School teacher.

He read and re-read his favorite poets: Pushkin, Lermontov, Nekrasov, Petofi, Blok, Yesenin, whom he still considers to be his creative teachers.
The graduation party at school No. 38 in the Frunzensky district of Moscow, where Eduard Asadov studied, took place on June 14, 1941. When the war began, he, without waiting for the draft, came to the district Komsomol committee with a request to send him as a volunteer to the front. This request was granted. It was sent to Moscow, where the first units of the famous Guards mortars were formed. He was appointed as a gunner in the 3rd Division of the 4th Guards Artillery Mortar Regiment. After a month and a half of intensive training, the division in which Asadov served was sent to Leningrad, becoming the 50th separate guards artillery division. Having fired the first salvo at the enemy on September 19, 1941, the division fought in the most difficult sectors of the Volkhov Front. Scorching 30-40 degree frosts, hundreds and hundreds of kilometers back and forth along the broken front line: Voronovo, Gaitolovo, Sinyavino, Mga, Volkhov, Novaya village, Workers' Village No. 1, Putilovo... Total for the winter of 1941/42 Asadov's gun fired 318 salvos at enemy positions. In addition to the position of gunner, he is in short time studied and mastered the responsibilities of other payroll numbers.
In the spring of 1942, in one of the battles near the village of Novaya, the gun commander, Sergeant M. M. Kudryavtsev, was seriously wounded. Asadov, together with medical instructor Vasily Boyko, carried the sergeant out of the car, helped bandage it and, without waiting for orders from the immediate commander, took command of the combat installation, while simultaneously performing the duties of a gunner. Standing near the combat vehicle, Eduard accepted the rocket shells brought by the soldiers, installed them on the guides and secured them with clamps. A German bomber emerged from the clouds. Turning around, he began to dive. The bomb fell 20-30 meters from Sergeant Asadov’s combat vehicle. Loader Nikolai Boykov, who was carrying a shell on his shoulder, did not have time to execute the command “Get down!” He was torn off by a shell fragment left hand. Gathering all his will and strength, the soldier, swaying, stood 5 meters from the installation. Another second or two - and the shell will poke into the ground, and then there will be nothing alive left for tens of meters around.

Asadov quickly assessed the situation. He instantly jumped up from the ground, jumped up to Boykov in one leap and picked up a shell falling from his comrade’s shoulder. There was nowhere to charge it - fighting machine it was burning, thick smoke was pouring out of the cabin. Knowing that one of the gas tanks was under the seat in the cab, he carefully lowered the shell to the ground and rushed to help the driver Vasily Safonov fight the fire. The fire was defeated. Despite his burned hands, refusing hospitalization, Asadov continued to perform combat mission. Since then, he performed two duties: gun commander and gunner. And in short breaks between battles he continued to write poetry. Some of them ("Letter from the Front", "To the Starting Line", "In the Dugout") were included in the first book of his poems.
At that time, the guards mortar units experienced an acute shortage of officers. The best junior commanders with combat experience were sent to military schools by order of the command. So in the fall of 1942, Eduard Asadov was urgently sent to the 2nd Omsk Guards Artillery and Mortar School. In 6 months of study it was necessary to complete a two-year course of study. We studied day and night, 13-16 hours a day.
In May 1943, having successfully passed the exams and received the rank of lieutenant and a certificate for excellent achievements (at the state final exams he received thirteen “excellent” and only two “good” in 15 subjects), Eduard Asadov arrived on the North Caucasus Front. In the position of chief of communications of the division of the 50th Guards Artillery Regiment, 2nd Guards Army he took part in the battles near the village of Krymskaya.
An appointment to the 4th Ukrainian Front soon followed. He first served as an assistant commander of a battery of guards mortars, and when battalion commander Turchenko near Sevastopol “got promoted,” he was appointed battery commander. Roads again, and battles again: Chaplino, Sofievka, Zaporozhye, Dnepropetrovsk region, Melitopol, Orekhov, Askania-Nova, Perekop, Armyansk, State Farm, Kacha, Mamasai, Sevastopol...

Poet with granddaughter

When the offensive of the 2nd Guards Army began near Armyansk, the most dangerous and difficult place for this period turned out to be the “gate” across the Turkish Wall, which the enemy attacked continuously. It was extremely difficult for artillerymen to transport equipment and ammunition through the “gate.” The division commander, Major Khlyzov, entrusted this most difficult section to Lieutenant Asadov, taking into account his experience and courage. Asadov calculated that shells were falling into the “gate” exactly every three minutes. He took the risk, but only possible solution: skip with the cars precisely at these short intervals between gaps. Having driven the car to the “gate”, after the next explosion, without even waiting for the dust and smoke to settle, he ordered the driver to turn on maximum speed and rush forward. Having broken through the "gate", the lieutenant took another, empty, car, returned back and, standing in front of the "gate", again waited for the gap and again repeated the throw through the "gate", only in the reverse order. Then he again got into the car with ammunition, again drove up to the passage and thus led the next car through the smoke and dust of the explosion. In total that day he made more than 20 such throws in one direction and the same number in the other...

After the liberation of Perekop, the troops of the 4th Ukrainian Front moved to Crimea. 2 weeks before the approach to Sevastopol, Lieutenant Asadov took command of the battery. At the end of April they occupied the village of Mamashai. An order was received to place 2 batteries of guards mortars on a hill and in a ravine near the village of Belbek, in close proximity to the enemy. The enemy could see through the area. For several nights, under continuous shelling, the installations were prepared for battle. After the first salvo, the batteries fell heavy fire enemy. The main blow from the ground and from the air fell on Asadov’s battery, which by the morning of May 3, 1944 was practically destroyed. However, many shells survived, while above, at the Ulyanov battery, there was a sharp shortage of shells. It was decided to transfer the surviving rocket shells to the Ulyanov battery in order to fire a decisive salvo before the assault on the enemy fortifications. At dawn, Lieutenant Asadov and driver V. Akulov drove the loaded car up a mountainous slope...
The enemy's ground units immediately noticed the moving vehicle: the explosions of heavy shells shook the ground every now and then. When they reached the plateau, they were spotted from the air. Two Junkers, emerging from the clouds, made a circle above the car - a machine-gun burst obliquely pierced the upper part of the cabin, and soon a bomb fell somewhere very close. The engine worked intermittently, the riddled car moved slowly. The most difficult section of the road began. The lieutenant jumped out of the cab and walked ahead, showing the driver the way among the stones and craters. When the Ulyanov battery was already nearby, a roaring column of smoke and flame shot up nearby - Lieutenant Asadov was seriously wounded and lost his sight forever.


On the Grafskaya pier in Sevastopol. 1989.

Years later, the artillery commander of the 2nd Guards Army, Lieutenant General I. S. Strelbitsky, in his book about Eduard Asadov “For your sake, people,” will write about his feat: “...Eduard Asadov accomplished an amazing feat. Flight through death in an old truck , along a sun-drenched road, in full view of the enemy, under continuous artillery and mortar fire, under bombing - it’s a feat to drive to almost certain death to save your comrades - this is a feat... Any doctor would confidently say that a person who received this would have. wounded, there is very little chance of survival. And he is not only unable to fight, but also to move at all. But Eduard Asadov did not leave the battle. Constantly losing consciousness, he continued to command, carry out the combat operation and drive the car to the target, which he now saw. only with my heart. And I brilliantly completed a task like this in my long history. military life I don't remember..."
The decisive salvo before the assault on Sevastopol was fired on time, a salvo for the sake of saving hundreds of people, for the sake of victory... For this feat of the guard, Lieutenant Asadov was awarded the Order of the Red Star, and many years later, by the Decree of the Permanent Presidium of the Congress of People's Deputies of the USSR of November 18, 1998, he was awarded the title of Hero of the Soviet Union. He was also awarded the title of honorary citizen of the hero city of Sevastopol.

And the feat continued. I had to believe in myself again, mobilize all my strength and will, be able to love life again, love it so much that I could tell about it in my poems in all its diversity of colors. In the hospital between operations, he continued to write poetry. In order to impartially assess their merit, and no professional poet had yet read his poems, he decided to send them to Korney Chukovsky, whom he knew not only as the author of funny children's books, but also as a harsh and merciless critic. A few days later the answer came. According to Eduard Arkadyevich, “from the poems he sent, perhaps only his last name and dates remained, almost every line was provided with extensive comments by Chukovsky.” The most unexpected conclusion for him was: “...however, despite everything said above, I can say with full responsibility that you are a true poet. For you have that genuine poetic breath that is inherent only in a poet! I wish you success. . Chukovsky". The meaning of these sincere words for the young poet was difficult to overestimate.

In the fall of 1946, Eduard Asadov entered the Gorky Literary Institute. During these years, Alexey Surkov, Vladimir Lugovskoy, Pavel Antokolsky, and Evgeny Dolmatovsky became his literary mentors.
While still a student, Eduard Asadov managed to declare himself as an original poet ("Spring in the Forest", "Poems about a Red Mongrel", "In the Taiga", the poem "Back to Order"). In the late 1940s, Vasily Fedorov, Rasul Gamzatov, Vladimir Soloukhin, Evgeny Vinokurov, Konstantin Vanshenkin, Naum Grebnev, Yakov Kozlovsky, Margarita Agashina, Yulia Drunina, Grigory Pozhenyan, Igor Kobzev, Yuri Bondarev, Vladimir studied with him at the Literary Institute Tendryakov, Grigory Baklanov and many other later famous poets, prose writers and playwrights. One day, the institute announced a competition for the best poem or poem, to which most students responded. By the decision of a strict and impartial jury chaired by Pavel Grigorievich Antokolsky, the first prize was awarded to Eduard Asadov, the second to Vladimir Soloukhin, and the third was shared by Konstantin Vanshenkin and Maxim Tolmachev. On May 1, 1948, the first publication of his poems took place in the magazine Ogonyok. And a year later, his poem “Back to Form” was submitted for discussion at the Writers’ Union, where it received the highest recognition from such eminent poets as Vera Inber, Stepan Shchipachev, Mikhail Svetlov, Alexander Kovalenkov, Yaroslav Smelyakov and others.
For 5 years of studying at the institute, Eduard Asadov did not receive a single C grade and graduated from the institute with honors. In 1951, after the publication of his first book of poems, “Bright Roads,” he was admitted to the Union of Writers of the USSR. Numerous trips around the country began, conversations with people, creative meetings with readers in dozens of large and small cities.


Beauty inspires the poet. Krasnovidovo.

Since the beginning of the 1960s, the poetry of Eduard Asadov has acquired the widest resonance. His books, published in copies of 100,000, instantly disappeared from bookstore shelves. The poet's literary evenings, organized by the Propaganda Bureau of the USSR Writers' Union, Mosconcert and various philharmonic societies, were held for almost 40 years with constant full houses in the country's largest concert halls, accommodating up to 3,000 people. Their constant participant was the poet’s wife - wonderful actress, master artistic word Galina Razumovskaya. These were truly vibrant festivals of poetry, nurturing the brightest and noblest feelings. Eduard Asadov read his poems, talked about himself, and responded to numerous notes from the audience. He was not allowed to leave the stage for a long time, and meetings often dragged on for 3, 4 or even more hours.


Mosconcert artist Galina Valentinovna Razumovskaya is the poet’s wife.

Impressions from communicating with people formed the basis of his poems. To date, Eduard Arkadyevich is the author of 50 poetry collections, in which different years included such widely known poems as “Back to Order”, “Shurka”, “Galina”, “Ballad of Hatred and Love”.

At the dacha. Krasnovidovo.
Eduard Asadov with his wife Galina Valentinovna Asadova (Razumovskaya),
daughter-in-law Irina Vasilievna and granddaughter Christina.
One of the fundamental features of Eduard Asadov's poetry is a heightened sense of justice. His poems captivate the reader with enormous artistic and life truth, originality and uniqueness of intonation, polyphonic sound. Characteristic feature his poetic creativity is an appeal to the most pressing topics, a tendency towards action-packed verse, towards a ballad. He's not afraid sharp corners, does not avoid conflict situations, on the contrary, strives to solve them with the utmost sincerity and directness (“Slanderers”, “An Unequal Battle”, “When Friends Become Bosses”, “ The right people", "Rupture"). Whatever topic the poet touches on, whatever he writes about, it is always interesting and bright, it always excites the soul. These are hot, full of emotions poems on civil topics ("Relics of the Country", "Russia did not begin with a sword!”, “Coward”, “My Star”), and poems about love imbued with lyricism (“They were students”, “My love”, “Heart”, “Don’t doubt it”, “Love and cowardice” , “I will see you off”, “I can really wait for you”, “On the wing”, “Fates and hearts”, “Her love”, etc.).
One of the main themes in the work of Eduard Asadov is the theme of the Motherland, loyalty, courage and patriotism (“Smoke of the Fatherland”, “Twentieth Century”, “Forest River”, “Dream of Ages”, “About What You Can’t Lose”, lyrical monologue "Motherland"). Poems about nature are closely connected with poems about the Motherland, in which the poet figuratively and excitedly conveys beauty native land, finding bright, rich colors for this. These are “In the Forest Land”, “Night Song”, “Taiga Spring”, “Forest River” and other poems, as well as a whole series of poems about animals (“Bear Cub”, “ Bengal tiger", "Pelican", "The Ballad of the Damn Pensioner", "Yashka", "Zoryanka" and one of the poet's most widely known poems - "Poems about the Red Mongrel"). Eduard Asadov is a life-affirming poet: even his most dramatic line carries contains a charge of ardent love for life.
Eduard Asadov died on April 21, 2004. He was buried in Moscow at the Kuntsevo cemetery. But he bequeathed his heart to be buried on Sapun Mountain in Sevastopol, where on May 4, 1944 he was wounded and lost his sight.

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Name: Eduard Asadov

Age: 80 years old

Place of birth: Merv, Turkestan ASSR

Place of death: Odintsovo, Moscow region, Russia

Activity: Soviet poet

Marital status: was married

Eduard Asadov - biography

Poems by Eduard Asadov have never been in school curriculum, and critics mercilessly scolded the poet. However, his books instantly disappeared from store shelves, and in the halls where he spoke, there was nowhere for an apple to fall. After all, he wrote about things that every person understands: love, friendship, betrayal, kindness...

Narrow dusty streets, colorful noisy bazaars, white-hot roofs of houses... Little Edward had such memories of Turkmenistan, where he was born.

Eduard Asadov - childhood

Edward grew up in a loving Armenian family, but his sunny childhood did not last long. In 1929, the father died suddenly, and the mother decided to move with her 6-year-old son to Sverdlovsk closer to relatives. Already at the age of 8, Edward wrote his first work and persuaded his mother to send it to the drama club of the local Palace of Pioneers. He dreamed so much of becoming a great theater director! Those around him had no doubt: the artist was growing. Such an ardent, enthusiastic boy should definitely be on stage...

When he and his mother moved to Moscow, Eduard was in seventh heaven: this was his city - big, noisy, hectic. He wrote new poems about literally everything he saw around him, as if recording it for the future.

The graduation ceremony at school No. 38 took place on June 14, 1941. Edward was still hesitating which university to go to: literary or acting. There were only a few days left to decide. But all plans were dashed by the war. On the very first day, the 17-year-old poet rushed to the military registration and enlistment office to sign up as a volunteer and a few days later he was already riding in a train heading to the front.

Eduard Asadov - front-line biography

Assadov fought on the most difficult fronts, and in between battles he continued to write poetry and read them to his fellow soldiers. Much later, he would tell his critics, who reproached him for an overly idealized picture of a soldier’s life, that war is also life. And the people on it also love, suffer, dream, and joke.

The poet went from a gunner of a mortar gun, the famous Katyusha, to a lieutenant and battalion commander of guards mortars. At the beginning of May 1944, during bloody battles on the outskirts of Sevastopol, his battery was destroyed, but there was still ammunition left, which was greatly needed at the neighboring line. Edward received an order: to deliver the surviving shells there. “A flight through death in an old truck along a sunlit road, in full view of the enemy, under continuous artillery and mortar fire, under bombing, is a feat,” his commander, General Ivan Semenovich Strelbitsky, would write years later in his book “For Your Sake,” People".

It was an almost impossible task. Halfway through the journey, a shell fragment hit Lieutenant Asadov in the head. But, losing consciousness and bleeding, he continued on his way and delivered the shells to their destination. For this feat, in 1998 the poet was awarded the title of Hero of the Soviet Union.

Assadov did not like to remember the war, and especially his wound. Natural modesty and pain that had not subsided over the years had an effect. Only in poetry did he return to that difficult time.

A month between life and death. Two years of hospitals, 12 operations. When he regained consciousness and opened his eyes, he... saw nothing. As a result of a severe traumatic brain injury, Asadov lost his sight forever. For the first time in his life, he fell into depression - he did not want to live, immersed in darkness.

How does it feel to die?! Such a strong and brave person like you has strange thoughts,” the nurse caring for the lieutenant was sincerely indignant.

Who needs me like that! - the wounded soldier exclaimed with bitterness.

To me! Yes, I’m ready to marry you right now!

The thought that someone else needed him breathed life into Asadov. As he later admitted, it was the love of women that saved him then. Old friends and classmates came. Asadov’s cheerfulness and optimism captivated the girls. While he was in the hospital, he was offered marriage six times!

Eduard Asadov - biography of personal life

Edward couldn't refuse one girl

Children's theater artist Irina Viktorova became his first love and wife. But family life didn't work out. It soon became clear that for Irina, love for Asadov was more of a hobby than a real feeling. Therefore, she was not ready to devote her life to a blind poet who needed constant support. A few years later the couple separated.

Asadov needed to hear the opinion of a professional, whom he found in the person. The poet sent him several of his poems and began to wait. In the response letter, only the last name and first name of Eduard Asadov remained untouched by Chukovsky’s comments. The writer criticized every line, but at the end he made an unexpected conclusion: “...however, despite everything said above, I can say with full responsibility that you are a true poet. For you have that genuine poetic breath that is inherent only to a poet! I wish you success. K. Chukovsky."

Inspired, Asadov entered the Gorky Literary Institute and graduated with honors. After the publication of his first collection of poems, “Bright Roads,” incredible success came to him. Asadov was accepted into the Writers' Union, publishing houses vied with each other to print his collections, literary evenings took place in a full hall. Every second resident of the Land of Soviets knew “Poems about the Red-haired Mutt.” Thousands of letters arrived from grateful readers.

That day the Palace of Culture of Moscow State University on Stromynka was sold out. Eduard Asadov, along with other invited poets, was preparing to go on stage when a young woman approached them, introducing herself as an artist of the Mosconcert. She asked to be let ahead to catch her plane. This seemingly insignificant meeting was etched in Asadov’s heart. He sent his poems to the artist, then they met, began performing together - and soon got married.

So Galina Razumovskaya, whom the poet had never seen, became his lifelong friend for 36 long years. They practically never parted: Galina accompanied Asadov everywhere. He didn't even have a wand, since they always came handy. The wife corrected the poems, which Asadov typed himself on a typewriter. In the evenings I spent hours reading books aloud to him, and at the age of 60 I learned to drive a car to make it easier for my husband to move around the city.

The 1990s became for Eduard Arkadyevich ordeal. As a poet, he found himself unclaimed, his wife died, his friends disappeared in all directions. Give up and just live out your life? No, giving up is not in the character of a former front-line soldier. He continued to write on the table and believed that someday he would be remembered again and his poems would again be read by millions. And so it happened: Asadov has not been with us for more than 10 years, but his poems about simple human feelings still warm our hearts.