The song about the petrel is a poem by Maxim Gorky. Song about the petrel, poem by Maxim Gorky. Timid penguin hides his fat body in the rocks.

“Song of the Petrel” was one of V.I. Lenin’s favorite works of M. Gorky. “Vladimir Ilyich,” said N.K. Krupskaya, “really valued Alexei Maksimovich Gorky as a writer.

Read by A. Petrosyan

Over the gray plain of the sea the wind gathers clouds. Proudly between the clouds and the sea
The Petrel flies, like black lightning.
Now touching the wave with a wing, now soaring up to the clouds like an arrow, he screams, and -
the clouds hear joy in the bold cry of a bird.
In this cry is the thirst for a storm! The power of anger, the flame of passion and confidence in
Victory is heard by the clouds in this cry.
Seagulls moan before the storm - moan, rush over the sea and to its bottom
ready to hide their horror before the storm.
And the loons moan too - they, the loons, cannot enjoy the battle
life: the thunder of blows frightens them.
The stupid penguin timidly hides its fat body in the rocks... Only the proud
The petrel soars boldly and freely over a sea gray with foam!
Darker and lower clouds descend over the sea, and they sing, and the waves rush towards
height towards the thunder.
Thunder rumbles. The waves groan in the foam of anger, arguing with the wind. Here
the wind embraces the flock of waves with a strong embrace and throws them wildly
anger against the cliffs, smashing the emerald masses into dust and splashes.
The petrel soars with a cry, like black lightning, like an arrow piercing
clouds, the foam of the waves is torn off by the wing.
Here he is running around like a demon - a proud, black demon of the storm - and laughing, and
sobs... He laughs at the clouds, he sobs with joy!
In the rage of thunder, - a sensitive demon, - he has long heard fatigue, he is sure,
that the clouds of the sun will not hide - no, they will not hide!
The wind howls... Thunder rumbles...
Flocks of clouds burn with blue flames over the abyss of the sea. The sea catches arrows
lightning and extinguishes in its abyss. Like fiery snakes, curling into the sea, disappearing,
reflections of these lightnings.
- Storm! A storm is coming soon!
This brave Petrel soars proudly between the lightning above the roaring angrily
by sea; then the prophet of victory shouts:
- Let the storm blow stronger!..

Maxim Gorky, also known as Alexey Maksimovich Gorky (born Alexey Maksimovich Peshkov; March 16 (28), 1868, Nizhny Novgorod, Russian Empire- June 18, 1936, Gorki, Moscow region, USSR) - Russian writer, prose writer, playwright. One of the most popular authors of the turn of the 19th and 20th centuries, famous for his portrayal of a romanticized déclassé character (“tramp”), the author of works with a revolutionary tendency, personally close to the Social Democrats, who was in opposition to the tsarist regime, Gorky quickly gained worldwide fame.

Initially, Gorky was skeptical about October Revolution. However, after several years of cultural work in Soviet Russia(in Petrograd he headed the publishing house “World Literature”, interceded with the Bolsheviks for those arrested) and life abroad in the 1920s (Marienbad, Sorrento), returned to the USSR, where recent years life received official recognition as a “petrel of the revolution” and a “great proletarian writer”, the founder of socialist realism.

Poetic translation of a prose poem.

“Let the storm come soon!”
Maxim Gorky, 1901.

Above the gray plain of the sea
The wind gathers the clouds,
Petrel - angel of grief,
Flies like black lightning...

Then touching the wing of the wave,
Then soaring like an arrow towards the clouds,
He screams without straining himself,
The clouds hear a mighty cry.

In this cry there is a thirst for a storm,
The power of anger, the flame of passion,
He doesn't wait for the blue sea
Full of strength, wants power...

Seagulls moan before the storm
Moaning, rushing over the sea,
They are looking for a hive like bees -
The storm will strike soon!..

And the loons moan too,
It is inaccessible to them, the loons.
Pleasure is better in the pool,
To disappear there dissolutely.

The stupid penguin timidly hides
The body is fat in the cliffs,
He cries and fishes,
But in the silence of the sea on the reaches.

Only the proud Petrel,
Soars boldly and freely
And he takes off like a governor,
The foam of the sea anywhere.

It's getting darker and darker
Falling over the sea
The waves rise like cliffs -
Storm! The storm is coming soon!..

Thunder rumbles. In the foam of anger
The waves are moaning, arguing with the wind,
And water from the belly of the sea
It bursts with foam upward from the sea.

Here comes the wind
Flocks of waves embrace tightly
And throws them towards
To the cliff and there to the cages

Breaks into dust and splashes
Emerald hulks;
Petrel with a low cry
Echoes the sounds of cannonade;

Like black lightning,
Like an arrow it pierces the clouds,
He screams and the voice is guttural
They hear the mountains, they hear the steep slopes...

Here he is running around like a demon -
Proud, black storm demon
And laughs to his heart's content at the sky,
And roars at the sight of the furies.

In the wrath of thunder, - a sensitive demon, -
He has been hearing fatigue for a long time
And I am sure in my soul: by deed
The sun of the storm will be higher!..

The wind howls... Thunder rumbles...
Burning with blue flames
Clouds are rushing and bustling
And they disappear without a trace...

The sea catches lightning arrows
And in its abyss it extinguishes,
I said to the fiery serpent:
I don’t give a damn about your passions...

Storm! A storm is coming soon!
This is a proud Petrel
Between the clouds and the sea
We have news from God.

Let the storm blow harder!
Forgetting about grief, troubles,
So he screams, already rejoicing,
Young prophet of victory.

***
Storm! There will be a storm soon!
But it’s unlikely to come to Russia,
Because we can't be foolish
Step on the rake again...

Reviews

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2) demand and fight! I think I understand why you wrote it that way. I don't
I completely agree that “out of stupidity you can’t step on a rake again.” I’m sure
that the old rake has rotted. You’ll have to step on new ones. Can anyone tell me how to do this?
do. Who will push? I hope that the current government itself will “push” with its own
actions, to protest. Just start. The question of what will happen is unclear. But we must, we must!!!

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“Song of the Petrel” was written in response to the dispersal of a student demonstration at the Kazan Cathedral in St. Petersburg in March 1901. Initially, the entire poem was not published because it did not pass censorship. I never understood that they were so afraid of this graphomaniac nonsense?

I remember at school they got so sophisticated by composing all sorts of nonsense based on the Petrel...

SONG ABOUT THE PETUREVESTLE

Over the gray plain of the sea the wind gathers clouds. Between the clouds and the sea, the Petrel soars proudly, like black lightning.Now touching the wave with his wing, now soaring up to the clouds like an arrow, he screams, and the clouds hear joy in the bold cry of the bird.In this cry is the thirst for a storm! The power of anger, the flame of passion and the confidence of victory are heard by the clouds in this cry.The seagulls moan before the storm - they moan, rush over the sea and are ready to hide their horror before the storm at its bottom.And the loons also groan - they, the loons, cannot enjoy the battle of life: the thunder of blows frightens them.The stupid penguin timidly hides its fat body in the rocks... Only the proud Petrel soars boldly and freely over the foam-gray sea!The clouds are descending darker and lower over the sea, and they sing and the waves rush to the heights to meet the thunder.Thunder rumbles. The waves groan in the foam of anger, arguing with the wind. Now the wind embraces flocks of waves in a strong embrace and throws them with wild anger onto the cliffs, smashing the emerald masses into dust and splashes.The petrel soars with a cry, like black lightning, like an arrow pierces the clouds, tearing off the foam of the waves with its wing.Here he is rushing around like a demon - a proud, black demon of the storm - and laughs and sobs... He laughs at the clouds, he sobs with joy!In the rage of thunder, - a sensitive demon, - he has long heard fatigue, he is sure that the clouds will not hide the sun - no, they will not!The wind howls... Thunder rumbles...Flocks of clouds burn with blue flames over the abyss of the sea. The sea catches the arrows of lightning and extinguishes them in its abyss. Like fiery snakes, the reflections of these lightnings curl into the sea, disappearing.- Storm! A storm is coming soon!This brave Petrel soars proudly between the lightning over the angry roaring sea; then the prophet of victory shouts:- Let the storm blow harder!..

After M. Gorky returned on March 12, 1901 from a trip to St. Petersburg and Moscow. It was published in 1901 in the magazine “Life” as an independent work after the entire story was banned by censorship. The writer at this time was associated with the Moscow organization “Iskra”, conducted revolutionary propaganda among students and workers, and initiated widespread public protests against the persecution of students, “... the dawns of spring are burning in my heart and I breathe deeply,” he wrote he in the spring of 1901 to L. Andreev. “The Song” was written in response to the bloody dispersal of a student demonstration at the Kazan Cathedral in St. Petersburg on March 4, 1901. Initially, it was not conceived as an independent work, but was part of the satirical story “Spring Melodies,” where different layers of society were depicted as birds. A representative of the younger generation, Chizh (apparently a student), sings an extremely exciting song “About the Petrel.” Censorship prohibited printing the story in its entirety, but unwisely permitted the song of the siskin (the entire “Spring Melodies” was printed illegally on a hectograph by Nizhny Novgorod radicals). Before going to press, Gorky changed the final phrase. Instead of “Wait! There's a storm coming soon!" staged “Let the storm blow harder!” As a result, on April 17, Gorky and his bosom friend, the poet Skitalets, were arrested and then expelled from Nizhny Novgorod. His farewell resulted in a mass demonstration. The magazine was closed in May.

Meaning

The publication of the magazine with the “Song of the Petrel” caused a stir among the gendarmes. Next, the “Song of the Petrel” was given in full and talked about the “strong impression” it made in literary circles. After the release of “The Song of the Petrel,” the author himself began to be called “the petrel” and “the storm herald.” “The Song” was one of the reasons for the banning of the magazine; the issue in which it was published turned out to be the last. However, the distribution of the work did not end there. “Song of the Petrel” was included in collections of revolutionary poems and songs published abroad. Having become a battle password during the years of the first Russian revolution, “Song of the Petrel” aroused hatred in the reactionary camp. In the advanced circles of Russian society, the “Song of the Petrel” was accepted as a fiery revolutionary proclamation; the work was widely distributed through illegal publications. Bolshevik propaganda repeatedly used the images of the “Song of the Petrel”, which is why, often, the work is perceived only in a political and temporal context. However, in the “Song of the Petrel”, in addition to the call of the storm, it sounds eternal theme the loneliness of a brave hero and the contrast of this courage with philistine cowardice and limited gray life. During the years of struggle against autocracy, “Song of the Petrel” was one of the powerful means of revolutionary propaganda.

Text

Over the gray plain of the sea the wind gathers clouds. Between the clouds and the sea, the Petrel soars proudly, like black lightning.
Now touching the wave with his wing, now soaring up to the clouds like an arrow, he screams, and the clouds hear joy in the bold cry of the bird.
In this cry is the thirst for a storm! The power of anger, the flame of passion and the confidence of victory are heard by the clouds in this cry.
Seagulls moan before the storm - they moan, rush over the sea and are ready to hide their horror before the storm at its bottom.
And the loons also groan - they, the loons, cannot enjoy the battle of life: the thunder of blows frightens them.
The stupid penguin timidly hides its fat body in the cliffs... Only the proud Petrel soars boldly and freely over the sea gray with foam!
The clouds are descending darker and lower over the sea, and they sing, and the waves rush to the heights to meet the thunder.
Thunder rumbles. The waves groan in the foam of anger, arguing with the wind. Now the wind embraces flocks of waves in a strong embrace and throws them with wild anger onto the cliffs, smashing the emerald masses into dust and splashes.
The petrel soars with a cry, like black lightning, like an arrow pierces the clouds, tearing off the foam of the waves with its wing.
Here he is running around like a demon - a proud, black demon of the storm - and he laughs and sobs... He laughs at the clouds, he sobs with joy!
In the rage of thunder, - a sensitive demon, - he has long heard fatigue, he is sure that the clouds will not hide the sun - no, they will not!
The wind howls... Thunder rumbles...
Flocks of clouds burn with blue flames over the abyss of the sea. The sea catches the arrows of lightning and extinguishes them in its abyss. Like fiery snakes, the reflections of these lightnings curl into the sea, disappearing.
- Storm! A storm is coming soon!
This brave Petrel soars proudly between the lightning over the angry roaring sea; then the prophet of victory shouts:
- Let the storm blow harder!..

  • “Song” was set to music by P. N. Renchitsky (melodeclamation).
  • Boris Akunin in his blog compared the Song of the Petrel with the current (2012) political situation in Russia.

See also

Links

Sat. “Gorky’s revolutionary path”, Tsentrarchiv. M. - L., 1933, pp. 50-51.

E. Yaroslavsky. See: “Gorky’s revolutionary path”, M.-L., 1933, p. 8 - 9


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“Song of the Petrel” Maxim Gorky

Over the gray plain of the sea the wind gathers clouds. Between the clouds and the sea, the Petrel soars proudly, like black lightning.

Now touching the wave with his wing, now soaring up to the clouds like an arrow, he screams, and the clouds hear joy in the bold cry of the bird.

In this cry is the thirst for a storm! The power of anger, the flame of passion and the confidence of victory are heard by the clouds in this cry.

Seagulls moan before the storm - they moan, rush over the sea and are ready to hide their horror before the storm at its bottom.

And the loons also groan; they, the loons, cannot enjoy the battle of life: the thunder of blows frightens them.

The stupid penguin timidly hides its fat body in the rocks... Only the proud Petrel soars boldly and freely over the foam-gray sea!

Darker and lower clouds descend over the sea, and sing, and the waves rush to the heights to meet the thunder.

Thunder rumbles. The waves groan in the foam of anger, arguing with the wind. Now the wind embraces flocks of waves in a strong embrace and throws them with wild anger onto the cliffs, smashing the emerald masses into dust and splashes.

The petrel soars with a cry, like black lightning, like an arrow pierces the clouds, tearing off the foam of the waves with its wing.

So he rushes around like a demon, a proud, black demon of the storm, and laughs and sobs... He laughs at the clouds, he sobs with joy!

In the rage of thunder, - a sensitive demon, - he has long heard fatigue, he is sure that the clouds will not hide the sun - no, they will not!

The wind howls... Thunder rumbles...

Flocks of clouds burn with blue flames over the abyss of the sea. The sea catches the arrows of lightning and extinguishes them in its abyss. Like fiery snakes, the reflections of these lightnings curl into the sea, disappearing!

- Storm! A storm is coming soon!

This brave Petrel soars proudly between the lightning over the angry roaring sea; then the prophet of victory shouts:

- Let the storm blow harder!..

Analysis of Gorky's poem "Song of the Petrel"

“Song of the Petrel” is the final part of the story “Spring Melodies”, which was created by Maxim Gorky in Nizhny Novgorod in the spring of 1901. However, the very the work was banned from publication by censors due to its pronounced revolutionary sentiments. And only the ending of the story, written in the form of blank verse, was published in April 1901 in the magazine “Life” as an independent literary work entitled “Song of the Petrel.”

Considering the fact that the story “Spring Melodies” itself was of a pronounced propaganda and rebellious nature, there is no doubt about the revolutionary background of “Song of the Petrel.” However, the censor considered this passage to be quite peaceful and did not see sedition in the unambiguous call “Storm! A storm is coming soon!” Nevertheless, it was this work that became one of the most important propaganda materials in the preparation of two revolutions - 1905 and 1917.

If we discard the ideological background of “Song of the Petrel,” then the poem itself is of enormous literary value. Maxim Gorky is far from the only poet, writer and playwright who decided to turn to marine themes in his work. However, few of the representatives of Russian literature at the turn of the 19th and 20th centuries managed to tell so brightly, colorfully and excitingly about the approaching storm, using all the linguistic richness of shades.

The work begins with a description of an approaching storm, when “over the gray plain of the sea the wind gathers clouds.” But, despite the bad weather, “the petrel soars proudly between the clouds and the sea,” which the author considers a very brave bird. Moreover, in the cry of the petrel, Maxim Gorky senses joy and “thirst for the storm.” As a figurative and memorable contrasting device, the author describes the behavior of seagulls, which at the same time “moan, rush over the sea and are ready to hide their horror before the storm at its bottom.” The “stupid penguin”, which “hides its fat body in the rocks,” and the loons, which “do not enjoy the battle of life,” behave no less timidly.

Thus, Maxim Gorky identifies the petrel with a certain higher being who can be controlled sea ​​elements, and who rejoices at the approaching storm and “laughs at the clouds,” that is, is ready to openly engage in battle with bad weather and emerge victorious. Moreover, the author compares the petrel with the prophet of victory, who only longs for the storm to break stronger. And it doesn’t matter at all that it can take the lives of thousands of other inhabitants of the sea and land, who, not without reason, fear high waves, howling wind, the flash of lightning and thunder.

In the context of propaganda of revolutionary ideas, “Song of the Petrel” takes on a completely different meaning.. It sounds an overt call for a change in the current socio-political system and the overthrow of the autocracy, which is not possible to get rid of without a popular “storm” - a massive and bloody uprising. However, neither the petrel nor the author of the work are at all concerned about the fate of the “gulls” and “ stupid penguins”, who hope that the storm will soon subside and everything in the world will return to normal.

It is noteworthy that “Song of the Storm Petrel” was one of the most beloved literary works Vladimir Ilyich Lenin, who openly recognized the enormous propaganda value of this poem and dedicated several ideological articles to it, in which he revealed the phenomenon of Maxim Gorky as a “poet of the revolution” and a “harbinger of a storm,” while noting the surprisingly lively and figurative language of the author and his indisputable literary gift.