My Alexander Pushkin — Мой Александр Пушкин

Alexander Pushkin and his difficult fate — that’s what should not be less than his great works, excite the mind of this Russian man. Who began to write poetry at only 12 years old, Pushkin never parted with the lyrics. He was a man deeply erudite, and, apparently, so well seen flaws and sores on the body of Russian society of the XIX century. For criticizing important government officials, he was exiled to the South of Russia in 1820 by order of the Tsar, and during his wanderings, he visited Odessa, Chisinau, Crimea, and the Caucasus. But despite the fact that he was away from his hometown from under his pen at that time came such famous works as “brothers robbers”, “prisoner of the Caucasus”, “fountain of Bakhchisarai.” Nothing could stop the poet from creating.

In 1824, Alexander was sent to the North, to the estate of Mikhailovskoye. By this time his love for free thought, and, as a consequence, for a free-man, had finally formed. The period of 1824–1826 was one of the most productive for Pushkin’s creativity — he began to create “Eugene Onegin”, the famous novel in verse, and the tragedy “Boris Godunov”. However, 1825 was a turning point in the life of the writer: many of his friends-the Decembrists were caught, some — executed, others repressed for attempting a coup.

Pushkin wanted to stand with them shoulder to shoulder, but turned out to be more important comrades in the freedom of their own creativity, he supported the rebels love of life and belief in justice. This was reflected in such poems of the poet as “in the depths of Siberian ores…”, “Arion”, “Vyazemsky”, “I. Pushchin” and others. The essay “My Pushkin” I want to finish on a bright note. Despite the fact that in the Prime of life the great poet was killed in a duel by a French citizen, intriguer Dantes, yet the memory of Alexander Sergeyevich, his works and difficult fate did not die — she lives in the minds and souls of readers. Tales and poems of Pushkin, the child absorbs literally mother’s milk, knows many passages by heart. Thus, “my Pushkin” is, first of all, a living person who wants to be respected for his commitment to his own principles and ideals.