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Eduard Asadov was rightfully considered the singer of love in the Soviet Union. His books were sold out instantly, his poems were copied into notebooks. And he dedicated the most poignant poem to his wife, Galina Razumovskaya, whom he had never seen.

He started writing poetry in elementary school. And he dreamed of entering a literary or theater institute. But the Great Patriotic War began. It was the war that left its mark on the entire future fate of Eduard Asadov. He is one of those who put on a tunic immediately after graduation. He survived this monstrous military meat grinder, but was forever plunged into darkness.

Eduard Asadov in June 1941.

His combat crew was supposed to deliver combat supplies to the front line. A German shell that exploded near him nearly took his life. Bleeding after being wounded, he refused to return without completing the task. The shells were delivered on time, and then doctors fought for twenty-six days to save his life.

Eduard Asadov at the beginning of the war.

He was only 21 years old when doctors announced their verdict: eternal blindness. It seemed that life was collapsing before it even began. But according to Eduard Asadov, six girls who regularly visited the young hero in the hospital helped him cope with depression. One of them, Irina Viktorova, became his first wife.

Irina Viktorova, the poet's first wife.

Later, Eduard Asadov admits in a letter to a friend that he connected his life with the wrong person. There will be a difficult divorce and a broken relationship with my son. But before that, a young and very organized young man, despite complete blindness, begins to write poetry and enters the Literary Institute.

Eduard Asadov.

His first success came when his poems were published in the magazine “Ogonyok” with the light hand of Korney Chukovsky, to whom Asadov sent his creations for the first time, while still in the hospital. Korney Ivanovich criticized the work of the young poet, but at the same time strongly advised Asadov not to give up what he started, writing to him: “...You are a true poet. For you have that genuine poetic breath that is inherent only to a poet!”

Eduard Asadov.

From that moment on, his life will change dramatically again. He will write about the most important human quality - the ability to love. Critics treated his work very condescendingly, considering his works too simple. But it was difficult to find a person who did not know Asadov’s poems. Popular love and recognition were a response to the critics.

Creative evenings with the participation of the beloved poet invariably attracted full houses. People recognized themselves in his works and wrote letters of gratitude and appreciation for such an accurate description of feelings. No one had any idea how lonely the poet was in his personal life. But one single meeting changed everything.

Eduard Asadov and Galina Razumovskaya.

At one of the literary meetings, Mosconcert actress Galina Razumovskaya asked to skip her performance ahead, as she was afraid of being late for the plane. She had to read poems by women poets. Asadov then joked that men write too. She stayed to listen to what he would read. After his speech, she asked me to send poems to her in Tashkent so that she could read them. After her speech, Galina wrote a detailed letter to the author about the success of his works.

He was very afraid of making a mistake again, but Galina Razumovskaya became more than just his wife for him. She became his eyes, his feelings, his true love. At that moment he found the strength to break off his past relationships, which were very painful for him. And go to the one he loves. He dedicated his amazing poems to her.

Since then, she always took part in his creative evenings, read his poems, and accompanied him everywhere. He only wrote poems on his own, typing them blindly on a typewriter.

Eduard Asadov and Galina Razumovskaya.

The entire life of the Asadov family was subject to a clear schedule: early rise, breakfast at seven in the morning and then in the office he recited poetry into a tape recorder. After lunch, which was always at two o'clock, the poet sat down to print his poems. And then my wife retyped them completely and prepared them for submission to the publishing house.

Eduard Asadov with his wife, daughter-in-law and granddaughter Christina.

He did not use any devices for the blind in his everyday life, except for a special watch that allowed him to tell the time. He was very fond of discipline and could not stand non-obligation or unpunctuality.

Galina Razumovskaya in her youth.

At the age of 60, Galina Valentinovna learned to drive a car so that her husband could comfortably move around the city and visit the dacha. She categorically refused to purchase a television, because she considered it unethical to watch it in front of her blind husband. But they listened to the radio together, and Galina Valentinovna read books, newspapers, and magazines aloud to him. He didn’t even use a wand, because Galina was always next to him, helping and guiding him in the most literal sense.

Eduard Asadov and Galina Razumovskaya.

She predeceased her husband, dying of a heart attack in 1997. The poet recalled this period as one of the most difficult in his life. After all, he was left completely alone. And he wrote again. To her, her beloved, but already unearthly.

Through the ringing of stars, through truths and lies,
Through pain and darkness and through the winds of loss
It seems to me that you will come again
And quietly, quietly knock on the door...

On our familiar floor,
Where you are forever imprinted in the dawn,
Where do you live and no longer live?
And where, like a song, you are and are not.

And then suddenly I start to imagine
That the phone will ring one day
And your voice is like in an unreal dream,
Shaking it, it will scorch your whole soul at once.

And if you suddenly step on the threshold,
I swear that you can be anyone!
I'm waiting. Neither shroud nor harsh rock,
And no horror or shock
They won't be able to intimidate me anymore!

Is there anything worse in life?
And something more monstrous in the world,
Than among familiar books and things,
Frozen in soul, without loved ones and friends,
Wandering around an empty apartment at night...

But his fighting character did not allow him to give up his positions. He again rushed into creative battle and was able to defeat depression and loneliness. His military friends came to his aid, all generals, as he said proudly.

Eduard Asadov.

And soon his next book, “Don’t give up, people!” was published. He didn't give up until the very end, in 2004. He wrote, met with admirers of his talent and sincerely enjoyed life until the last day, until a heart attack took his life.

Eduard Arkadyevich Asadov is an outstanding Russian poet and prose writer, a hero of the Soviet Union, a man amazing in fortitude and courage, who lost his sight in his youth, but found the strength to live and create for people.

Eduard Asadov was born in September 1923, in the city of Merv, Turkestan Autonomous Soviet Socialist Republic, into a family of intelligent Armenians. His father, Artashes Grigoryevich Asadyants (later changed his first and last name and became Arkady Grigorievich Asadov), participated in the revolutionary movement, was imprisoned for his beliefs, after which he joined the Bolsheviks. Subsequently he served as an investigator, commissar and commander of a rifle company. After retiring, Arkady Grigorievich married the mother of the future poet, Lydia Ivanovna Kurdova, and exchanged military shoulder straps for the peaceful status of a school teacher.

Little Edik's young years passed in the cozy atmosphere of a small Turkmen town, with its dusty streets, noisy bazaars and endless blue sky. However, the happiness and family idyll were short-lived. When the boy was only six years old, his father tragically died. At the time of his death, Arkady Grigorievich was about thirty, and he died, unharmed by bandit bullets and the hard times of the Civil War, from intestinal obstruction.

Edward's mother, left alone with the child, could not stand the situation, which reminded her of her late husband. In 1929, Lidia Ivanovna collected her simple belongings and, together with her son, moved to Sverdlovsk, where her father, Ivan Kalustovich, lived. It was in Sverdlovsk that Edik first went to school, and at the age of eight he wrote his first poems, and there he began attending a theater club. Everyone predicted a brilliant future for the boy, he was so talented, ardent, and versatile.

Little Eduard Asadov with his parents

Once he tasted the delights of the lines flowing from his pen, Asadov could no longer stop. The boy wrote poems about everything he saw, felt, loved. Edik’s mother was able to instill in her son not only a love of literature, theater, and creativity, but also a kind of admiration for true feelings, sincerity, devotion, and passion.

Biographers of Eduard Asadov claim that the reverence felt by the poet for real, genuine love was transmitted to the poet at the genetic level. His father and mother fell in love and got married, regardless of nationality and other conventions. However, then, in the Soviet Union, this did not surprise anyone. All the more typical is the example associated with the story of Edward’s great-grandmother. She came from a good noble family living in St. Petersburg, but fell in love with an English lord, with whom she linked her fate, contrary to public opinion and the will of her parents.

After Sverdlovsk, the Asadovs moved to Moscow, where Lidia Ivanovna continued to work as a school teacher. Edward was delighted. He was fascinated by the large and noisy city; the capital won the heart of the young man with its scale, architecture, and bustle. He wrote about literally everything, as if absorbing in advance the impressions of what he saw and trying to record them on paper. These were poems about love, life, girls as beautiful as spring flowers, about cheerful people and dreams coming true.

After graduating from school, Eduard Asadov planned to enter a university, but he still could not choose a direction, hesitating between literary and theater institutes. His school's graduation ceremony was June 14, 1941. The young man hoped that he would still have a few days to think before submitting the documents. But fate decreed otherwise. The war broke the lives of millions of Soviet people, and the young poet could not escape his destiny. However, he didn’t even try: on the very first day of the war, Assadov showed up at the military registration and enlistment office and signed up as a volunteer for the front.

At war

Eduard was assigned to the crew of the gun, which later became known throughout the world as the legendary Katyusha. The poet fought near Moscow and Leningrad, on the Volkhov, North Caucasus, and Leningrad fronts. The young soldier showed remarkable bravery and courage, and went from a gunner to a guards mortar battalion commander.

In between battles and shelling, the poet continued to write. He composed and immediately read poems to the soldiers about war, love, hope, sadness, and his colleagues asked for more. In one of his works, Asadov describes such a moment. Critics of the poet’s work repeatedly condemned him for idealizing the life of soldiers; they did not realize that even in dirt, blood and pain a person can dream of love, dream of peaceful pictures, remember his family, children, his beloved girl.

Once again, the life and hopes of the young poet were dashed by the war. In 1944, on the outskirts of Sevastopol, the battery where Assad served was defeated, and all his fellow soldiers died. In such a situation, Edward made a heroic decision that left him practically no chance of survival. He loaded the remaining ammunition into an old truck and began to break through to a nearby battle line, where the shells were vital. He managed to bring the car under mortar fire and incessant shelling, but on the way he received a terrible wound to the head from a shell fragment.

This was followed by endless hospitals and doctors throwing up their hands. Despite Asadov undergoing twelve operations, the traumatic brain injury he received was so serious that no one hoped that the hero would survive. However, Edward survived. He survived, but lost his sight forever. This fact plunged the poet into deep depression; he did not understand how and why he should live now, who needs a blind and helpless young man.

According to Asadov himself, it was the love of women that saved him. It turned out that his poems were widely known outside his military unit, they were distributed in lists, and these handwritten pieces of paper were read by people, girls, women, men and old people. It was in the hospital that the poet found out that he was famous and had many fans. The girls regularly visited their idol, and at least six of them were ready to marry the poet-hero.

Assadov could not resist one of them. It was Irina Viktorova, a children's theater artist, and she became the poet's first wife. Unfortunately, this marriage did not last; the love that Ira seemed to feel for Edward turned out to be an infatuation, and the couple soon separated.

Creation

At the end of the war, Eduard Asadov continued his activities as a poet and prose writer. At first, he wrote poetry “on the table”, not daring to publish. One day, a poet sent several poems to whom he considered a professional in poetry. Chukovsky at first criticized Asadov’s works to smithereens, but at the end of the letter he unexpectedly summed it up, writing that Eduard is a true poet with “genuine poetic breath.”

After such a “blessing,” Asadov perked up. He entered the capital's Literary University, from which he successfully graduated in 1951. In the same year, the first of his collections, “The Bright Road,” was published. This was followed by membership in the CPSU and the Writers' Union, the long-awaited recognition of the general public and the world community.

In the post-war years, Eduard Asadov participated in numerous literary evenings, read poetry from the stage, signed autographs, and spoke, telling people about his life and destiny. He was loved and respected, millions read his poems, Asadov received letters from all over the Union: this is how his work resonated in the souls of people, touching the most hidden strings and the deepest feelings.

Among the most famous poems of the poet, the following should be noted:

“I can really wait for you”;
“How many of those”;
"While we are alive";
“Poems about a red mongrel”;
"Satan";
"Coward" and others.

In 1998, Eduard Asadov was awarded the title of Hero of the Soviet Union.

The poet, beloved by millions of ordinary Soviet people, died in 2004, in Odintsovo, near Moscow.

Personal life

Asadov met his second wife, Galina Razumovskaya, at one of the concerts at the Moscow State University Palace of Culture. She was an artist at the Mosconcert and asked to be allowed to perform first because she was afraid of being late for the plane. Galina became a faithful companion, last love, muse and the eyes of a poet.

She accompanied him to all meetings, evenings, concerts, supporting him morally and physically. For his sake, his wife, at the age of 60, learned to drive a car, so that it would be easier for Eduard Arkadyevich to move around the city. This couple lived in a happy marriage for 36 years, until Galina’s death.

Eduard Asadov today

More than one generation of people has grown up with the poems of Eduard Asadov; it is not surprising that he is still loved, remembered and read by his works. The writer and poet passed away, but left behind a gigantic cultural heritage. Asadov is the author of almost fifty books and collections of poems. He published in magazines, wrote not only poetry, but also poems, essays, short stories, and novellas.

The works of Eduard Asadov in the 60s of the last century were published in copies of hundreds of thousands, but interest in his books did not fade away even with the collapse of the USSR. The writer continued to collaborate with various publishing houses, and today, in 2016 and 2017, his collections are being republished and sold out. Several audio books with the poet’s poems have been published, and many works, essays, and dissertations have been written about his work and life. The poet’s poems live in the hearts of people even after his death, which means he himself is alive.

Quotes

Let you not be the reason
That spat and harsh words.
Rise above the quarrel, be a man!
It's still your love.

See the beauty in the ugly,
See the river floods in the streams!
Who knows how to be happy in everyday life,
He really is a happy man!

To love is first of all to give.
To love means your feelings are like a river,
Splash with spring generosity
To the delight of a loved one.

How easy it is to offend someone!
He took and threw out a phrase angrier than pepper...
And then sometimes a century is not enough,
To return an offended heart...

Is a bird born good or bad?
She is destined to fly.
This is not good for a person.
It's not enough to be born a human,
They still need to become.

Men, be alarmed!
Well, who doesn’t know that a woman with a tender soul
Sometimes a hundred thousand sins will be forgiven!
But it doesn’t forgive NEGLIGENCE...

There are so many people you can go to bed with...
This is how this gimmick winds its way -
They meet easily, they part without pain
This is because there are many people with whom you can go to bed.
All because there are few people with whom you want to wake up...

Bibliography

"Snowy Evening" (1956);
“The Soldiers Returned from the War” (1957);
“In the name of great love” (1962);
“In the name of great love” (1963);
"I Love Forever" (1965);
"Be Happy, Dreamers" (1966);
"Island of Romance" (1969);
"Kindness" (1972);
"Winds of Restless Years" (1975);
Canes Venatici (1976);
"Years of Courage and Love" (1978);
"Compass of Happiness" (1979);
“In the Name of Conscience” (1980);
"High Debt" (1986);
“Fates and Hearts” (1990);
"Lightnings of War" (1995);
“Don't give up, people” (1997);
“You don’t have to give away your loved ones” (2000);
“The Road to a Winged Tomorrow” (2004);
“When Poems Smile” (2004);

Biography and episodes of life Eduard Asadov. When born and died Eduard Asadov, memorable places and dates of important events of his life. Quotes from the poet and writer, Photo and video.

Years of life of Eduard Asadov:

born September 7, 1923, died April 21, 2004

Epitaph

“And I am ready to swear to you:
There is so much light in his poems,
That sometimes you can’t find him
Even a sighted poet!”
From a poem by Ilya Suslov in memory of Asadov

Biography

His works were never included in the school curriculum, which did not prevent thousands of people from knowing Asadov’s poems by heart. A man of amazing destiny, he captivated his readers with genuine sincerity and purity. He always wrote about the most important thing - about love and tenderness, about the Motherland, friendship and devotion, which is why his words resonated in the hearts of many people. Without becoming literary classics, Asadov's poems became folk classics.

Eduard Asadov was born in Turkmenistan. Childhood was difficult - civil war, father's death, poverty. Asadov began writing poetry as a child, but after graduating from school, he immediately went to the front - the Great Patriotic War began. A great misfortune happened to Asadov during the war - during the battle near Sevastopol he was seriously wounded in the face. Losing consciousness, Asadov was able to transport the ammunition to the site. A series of operations followed, but, alas, his vision could not be saved. Asadov went blind and for the rest of his life wore a black bandage on his face, which he never took off in public.

Probably, any other person after such a tragedy would have become angry and hardened, but not Assad. He continued to write poetry - all the same sincere, intimate, cheerful. After the war, he entered the Literary Institute, which he graduated with honors, and in the same year he published a collection of his poems, immediately gaining fame. Asadov very quickly became popular - his books were sold out instantly, and there was simply no end to invitations to poetry readings and concerts. Every day, Asadov received many letters in which people from all over the country shared their life stories, from which the poet drew inspiration. During his life, Asadov published about sixty collections of poetry and prose.

When Asadov was in the hospital after being wounded, he was often visited by girls he knew, one of whom he later married, but, alas, the marriage soon broke up. Assadov found happiness in his personal life after becoming a famous poet. At one of the concerts he met a girl artist. At first she simply read his poems during her performances, but over time, Eduard and Galina became friends, and soon became husband and wife.

Asadov's death occurred on April 21, 2004. The cause of Asadov's death was a heart attack - the poet died before the ambulance arrived. The poet bequeathed his heart to be buried on Sapun Mountain, but Asadov’s relatives opposed the fulfillment of his will. Asadov's funeral took place in Moscow; Asadov's grave is located at the Kuntsevo cemetery.

Life line

September 7, 1923 Date of birth of Eduard Arkadyevich Asadov (real patronymic Artashesovich).
1929 Moving to Sverdlovsk.
1939 Moving to Moscow.
1941 Graduation from the 38th Moscow school, volunteering for the front.
night from May 3 to 4, 1944 Serious injury, as a result of which Asadov lost his sight.
1946 Admission to the Literary Institute named after. A. M. Gorky.
1956 Publication of Asadov’s book of poems “Snowy Evening”.
1951. Graduation from the institute, publication of Asadov’s first collection of poems “The Bright Road”, entry into the CPSU and the Writers’ Union.
1961 Meeting Galina Razumovskaya, Asadov's future wife.
April 29, 1997 Death of Asadov's wife, Galina.
2001 Release of Asadov’s book “Laughing is better than being tormented. Poetry and prose."
April 21, 2004 Date of death of Asadov.
April 23, 2004 Asadov's funeral.

Memorable places

1. The city of Mary, Turkmenistan, where Assadov was born.
2. School No. 38, Moscow, where Asadov studied.
3. Literary Institute named after. A. M. Gorky, who graduated from Asadov.
4. Writers' village DNT Krasnovidovo, where Asadov lived and worked in recent years.
5. Museum “Defense and Liberation of Sevastopol” on Sapun Mountain in Sevastopol, which houses a stand dedicated to Asadov.
6. Kuntsevo cemetery, where Assadov is buried.

Episodes of life

In 1945, straight from the hospital where Asadov lay after being wounded, he sent a notebook with his poems to Korney Chukovsky. In response, he received a letter with severe criticism from the famous poet, which, however, ended with the words: “And yet, despite everything that has been said, I can tell you with full responsibility that you are a true poet. For you have that lyrical breath that is inherent only to a poet. I wish you success. Your Korney Chukovsky." These words inspired Asadov so much that he decided that he would devote his entire life to creativity.

Asadov first nurtured his poems within himself, then spoke them into a tape recorder, corrected them, edited them, and then sat down at the typewriter. Asadov himself typed his works on a typewriter, and typed at a good average speed.

Covenant

“We should always be proud of love, for it is the rarest value!”

“Do anything with your soul.”

Asadov’s poem “Cherish happiness, treasure it!”

Condolences

“Grandfather was not one of those who despair. He had an incredibly strong will.”
Kristina Asadova, granddaughter of Eduard Asadov

“A synthetic author, he immediately created that catharsis, that drive, which in parts was made by a marching song, a Kondov-Soviet verse, a story in the magazine “Youth”, a tattered volume of Pushkin or Yesenin, and much, much more. The poet is free-spirited, cool, not subject to culture, neither this nor that, nothing we know, an apophatic poet, there is nothing like him anymore. There is no such poet."
Psoy Korolenko, songwriter, philologist, journalist

Eduard Asadov is a great Soviet poet who wrote many magnificent poems and lived a heroic life. He was born in Turkmenistan, but grew up in Sverdlovsk, where he and his mother moved after the death of his father. Eduard Arkadyevich began writing poetry very early - at the age of eight. Like all his peers, he was a pioneer, then a Komsomol member, and immediately after graduating from school, the poet volunteered to go to the front. A year before the end of the war, in the battles near Sevastopol, Eduard Asadov was wounded in the face by a shell fragment while transporting shells for an artillery battery on a truck. He was on the verge of death, but the doctors were able to save his life, but he lost his sight forever and was forced to wear a black mask over his eyes for the rest of his days.

In the photo - the poet in his youth

Eduard Arkadyevich had to undergo many operations in several hospitals, but nothing helped, and the doctors’ verdict was harsh - he would never be seen again. Then, in order to cope with this tragedy, he set a big goal for himself and went towards it without giving up. He devoted himself entirely to poetry, and wrote poetry day and night. A real holiday for him was the time when his poems were published for the first time in the Ogonyok magazine. The poet was lucky enough to meet a woman who shared his life's journey with him. Asadov’s wife was Mosconcert artist Galina Valentinovna Asadova. And although children of Eduard Asadov did not appear in this marriage, they lived a happy life. Despite the fact that the poet did not have his own children, he wrote such heartfelt poems about children that one can only wonder where he knows such fatherly feelings from.

In the photo - Eduard Asadov

During his lifetime, the poet was a modest man, but his name was always known to young people, and his poems were extremely popular. In the poem “Take care of your children...” Eduard Asadov’s attitude towards children is expressed in such touching words that it is simply impossible to read these lines with indifference. In total, forty-seven books came from the poet’s pen, not only with poetry, but also with prose. In addition, he translated poems by poets of other nationalities of the USSR.

At the turn of the war

Later, Eduard Asadov admits in a letter to a friend that he connected his life with the wrong person. There will be a difficult divorce and a broken relationship with my son. But before that, a young and very organized young man, despite complete blindness, will begin to write poetry, enter the Literary Institute and begin to write a lot.

First success

Literary meeting

Simple happiness

Since then, she always took part in his creative evenings, read his poems, and accompanied him everywhere. He only wrote poems on his own, typing them blindly on a typewriter.

Through the ringing of stars, through truths and lies,
Through pain and darkness and through the winds of loss
It seems to me that you will come again
And quietly, quietly knock on the door...
On our familiar floor,
Where you are forever imprinted in the dawn,
Where do you live and no longer live?
And where, like a song, you are and are not.
And then suddenly I start to imagine
That the phone will ring one day
And your voice is like in an unreal dream,
Shaking it, it will scorch your whole soul at once.
And if you suddenly step on the threshold,
I swear that you can be anyone!
I'm waiting. Neither shroud nor harsh rock,
And no horror or shock
They won't be able to intimidate me anymore!
Is there anything worse in life?
And something more monstrous in the world,
Than among familiar books and things,
Frozen in soul, without loved ones and friends,
Wandering around an empty apartment at night...

Eduard Asadov was happy with his beloved. The great storyteller was never able to melt the heart of his snow queen.