Maurice Karem biography

I have two of them: one with the translations of Valentin Berestov, the other with the translations of Mikhail Yasnut. I like both both that sometimes I am lost - what book to take with me? So I take them in turn. And now in each there are bookmarks - leaves. Those birch and linden leaves, which, sometimes, flies from their native branches in June and fall into the open palms of notebooks and books.

In the verses of Maurice Karema there are a lot of moths, butterflies, bees. And the birds are so simple in every poem - tits, sparrows, pigeons, chibis, storks, seagulls, swallows, chigles in one of his poems, the bird prays behind the bird, who himself fell into a trap. The birds escaped, but only when he was free, he eagerly catches and destroys the bird is not the image of this humanity today?

It is believed that Maurice wrote for children. But the translator Mikhail Yasnov claims that this is not entirely true: “We are used to the fact that children's poetry is such, you know, pioneer optimism. But in fact, it is very important when the poet speaks of things quite serious and, perhaps, sad. The karem was also a thin, thin adult lyrics of five chogls, six starlings.

Well, where are they, in the end? .. And then suddenly he heard how she sings completely unsolved for her two hundred years she sang, chirped, squeaked. You will say that it cannot be, linden does not sing, but they sang, rightly, birds somewhere among the foliage. Yes, and I thought so in the first minute. With his head lifting, he searched the birds in a variegated solar greenery.

But the branches of linden were high in the sky, and singing went from the trunk of a linden - wrinkled and almost petrified from antiquity. I began to go around Lipa and then I suddenly noticed a narrow crevice. There, almost hitting me with a wing, the tit dived. That's whose voice the tree sang. The old -lipa sheltered a tit with chicks - how glad to such a plot Maurice Karem!

I quietly moved away from the linden and went on, putting the collection of Karem in my pocket and thinking about how the God of God is cramped and how even those verses that the poet did not have time to write in it. The lines of the biography is a boy from Fontanka Mauris Karem was born on May 12 of the year in the Belgian town of VAVR in the family of a malarus.

His childhood passed in a poor house on Fountain Street. He wrote the first verses at the age of 15, dedicating them to the neighbor's girlfriend Berte Detri. At twenty, he became the editor of the literary magazine. He graduated from a pedagogical institute and worked for many years a teacher at a school in Anderlecht, a suburbs of Brussels. He devoted himself to literature since the year.

A great influence on his later work was communicated with the monks of the abbey Oreval.

In Russia, the poet was only once: in the year he spoke at the Pushkin festival of poetry. Maurice Karem died on January 13 of the year.