January 8, 1935|
Lubny Raion, Ukrainian SSR
|Died||December 13, 1963
Cherkasy, Ukrainian SSR
|Occupation||poet, public activist|
|Alma mater||Kiev State University (1957)|
Vasyl Symonenko (Ukrainian: Василь Андрійович Симоненко; January 8, 1935 – 1963) a well-known Ukrainian poet, journalist, activist of dissident movement. He is considered one of the most important figures in Ukrainian literature of the early 1960s. By the opinion of the Museum of dissident movement in Kiev, the works and early death of Vasyl Symonenko had an enormous impact on the rise of the national democratic movement in Ukraine.
The debut book of poems "Tysha i hrim" ("Silence and thunder") came in 1962 and made clear the talent of Symonenko among the young poets, though he had only one year to live (cancer of kidneys was diagnosed later). His literary environment included the poets Mykola Vinhranovsky, Ivan Drach and Lina Kostenko, the publicists, critics Ivan Dziuba, I. Svitlichny, Y. Sverstyuk and other "shestydesyatnyky" (the sixtiers).
During his last year of living Vasyl Symonenko wrote his second book – "Zemne tyazhinnya" ("Earth’s gravity"), the verses from which were quoted, written out (adding what the censor had omitted), learned by heart and compared with the poetry of Taras Shevchenko.
In 1962, Symonenko together with his friends A.Horska and Les Tanyuk found the burial places of NKVD repressions in Bykivnia, Lukianivskyi and Vasyslkivskyi cemeteries near Kiev. For the fact he appealed to the Kiev City Council. In 1963 Symonenko was brutally beaten up by operatives of the Soviet Ministry of Interior at the Shevchenko rail station in the city of Smila from which he suffered a failure of kidneys and soon died in the main oblast hospital on December 13, 1963.
The publishing house "Smoloskyp" was named after Vasyl Symonenko in 1967.
Examples of Vasyl Symonenko works
"...Gray-haired L'viv! The capital of my dreams,
Epicenter of my joy and hope!
My heart bursts - I understand you
But, L'viv, you have to understand me a little.
I came to you with admiration of a son
From the plains where Slavuta composes its legends
To have your desperate lion's heart
Shed a drop of power into my heart."
(extract from the poem "Ukrainian Lion", 1962)
"Billions of beliefs are buried in the black soil, billions of happinesses have been scattered into dust..." 
- Poetry of Vasyl Symonenko, in Ukrainian