June 2, 1937 |
The Cape of DesireThe Vine
She was born in Kiev, USSR (present day Ukraine) in a Jewish family. Her father Pinchas Moritz, was imprisoned under Stalin, she suffered from tuberculosis in her childhood, and spent years of hardship in the Urals during WWII. In the 1950s, she went to study in Moscow, where she was briefly expelled from college for her poems' critical stance and alienation from the Soviet system. In 1961, she became widely known for her collection about the Far North, The Cape of Desire, based on her journey aboard an Arctic icebreaker, and was prominent among the "60s generation" of popular and subversive Soviet poets, though always keeping apart from her publicity-seeking fellows like Yevgeny Yevtushenko or Bella Akhmadulina. Together with Joseph Brodsky, she was among the few young poets favored by Anna Akhmatova.
Since 1960s, she also became known for her poetic translations into Russian from many languages (these translations, commissioned by Soviet publishing houses, often employed an intermediary literal translator and a poet). She rendered into Russian verse such poets as Moisei Toif, Constantine Cavafy and Federico García Lorca. Since 1970, after the publication of The Vine, she was regarded "as one of the finest women poets in Russia today", in the words of American critic Daniel Weissbort. In later years, she attracted many young readers with her children poetry, some of which, like her adult work, became known to mass audience through guitar singers. Her other published work includes short stories, op-eds and, most recently, graphics. Her recent poetry, scarcely published in English, conveys the suffering, wrath and moral resistance of human beings caught in the tragedy of Russia's collapse.
She has been founding member of several liberal organizations of artistic intelligentia, including the Russian section of International PEN. She is a member of Russian PEN Executive Committee and its Human Rights Commission. She has been awarded several prestigious prizes, including Andrei Sakharov Prize For Writer's Civic Courage.
You get home, there's a casino or a Pizza Hut.
Each yard has its President and Vice-.
Muffled in the cotton-wool of privatisation, that
The guarded Member drinks Dutch beer from a can,
wrapping his bathrobe round him in Mayoral and
At this time, the firm's fax informs him,
Burma is trading four trainloads of toilet paper
for a submarine. Bloody flux in the State Bank,
the money's run out, the puppy has croaked, the
Treasurer is not feeling so good.
"Damned Demo-Craps, kiss your Mother's ass!"
the line lets rip, not knowing how to take its place
in the grave in a civilised manner.
Clio, personally I find aid does not demean me,
but bear in mind it doesn't reach me, – enough thieving,
all the good-looking guys, geniuses, all the brains are leaving;
only the talentless and fools remain behind, like me.
1991 (trans. Daniel Weissbort and Leona Medlin)
- Post-War Russian Poetry, Edited by Daniel Weissbort, Penguin Books, London, 1974, ISBN 0-14-042183-1
|Wikimedia Commons has media related to Yunna Morits.|