Vladimir Vladimirovitch Maïakovski (also in the Maïakovsky form, or in English: Mayakovsky; in Russian: ВладимирВладимировичМаяковский; born on July 7th/July 19th 1893 in Bagdadi, today Maïakovski, Georgia - April 14th 1930 with Moscow) is a Russian writer of origin Cosaque.
He was one of the founders of the Russian Futurisme, more particularly of cubo-futurism (the other connects being ego-futurism).
It quickly becomes one of the leaders of the futuristic movement after his meeting with the poet and painter David Bourliouk whom it knew in 1911 and which put “the foot with the clamp to him”. While exploiting this new poetry, it reaches tops of lyricism in the Flute in spinal column (also known under the name of the Flute of the vertebrae , 1915) or in its Nuage in pants (1914), genuine proclamation of the Futurisme, which is the fruit of its relation disturbed with Lili Brik (sister of Elsa Triolet) that it met in 1910 and with which it will write its more beautiful poetries. Of return to Moscow and after the Révolution of October of 1917, qu' it accommodates initially favorably, it uses its talent with the service of the political power, in particular in the poem “Lénine”. He also writes two satirical parts: the Bug (1920) and the Public baths (1929), as Mistère-Puffs out part dealing with the Revolution in epic way. Disappointed in its love life, misled by the revolution in which it actively had taken part and severely hooted by the literary press, it commits suicide at the 37 years age in April 1930, of a ball of revolver in full heart.
Various rumors circulate as for its last words. For some, they would have been: “Comrades! do not draw! ” For others, they would have been a little more sincere: “Be happy! ” A certainty, it wrote its own epitaph: “The boat of the love broke against the everyday life. Like one says, the incident is closed. ”
“ Futuristic Russian described themselves as boudetlianines , people of the future, and pled for the destruction of the old art “eaten by the mites”. Futuristic Russian regarded the man as part of the ground and nature ”.
I would devour the bureaucracy like a wolf,
But that one…
Skirting the face of the compartments and cabins,
Each one tightens its passport, and me I donne
For certain passports one has the smile,
With the respect has right, for example,
Eating eyes the honest Sir,
For the Pole one has the regard
But it is without turning cabbage of the téte,
Suddenly, as licked by fire,
Mister the fonctionnaire
It touches it as a bomb,
Complice blinked the glance of the carrier,
the gendarme contemplates the cop,
I would devour the bureaucracy like a wolf,
I will draw from my pockets profondes
(1929)
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