Great ones about poetry:

Poetry is like painting: some works will captivate you more if you look at them closely, and others if you move further away.

Small cutesy poems irritate the nerves more than the creaking of unoiled wheels.

The most valuable thing in life and in poetry is what has gone wrong.

Marina Tsvetaeva

Of all the arts, poetry is the most susceptible to the temptation to replace its own peculiar beauty with stolen splendors.

Humboldt V.

Poems are successful if they are created with spiritual clarity.

The writing of poetry is closer to worship than is usually believed.

If only you knew from what rubbish poems grow without shame... Like a dandelion on a fence, like burdocks and quinoa.

A. A. Akhmatova

Poetry is not only in verses: it is poured out everywhere, it is all around us. Look at these trees, at this sky - beauty and life emanate from everywhere, and where there is beauty and life, there is poetry.

I. S. Turgenev

For many people, writing poetry is a growing pain of the mind.

G. Lichtenberg

A beautiful verse is like a bow drawn through the sonorous fibers of our being. Not our own - the poet makes our thoughts sing within us. By telling us about the woman he loves, he delightfully awakens in our souls our love and our sorrow. He's a magician. By understanding him, we become poets like him.

Where graceful poetry flows, there is no room for vanity.

Murasaki Shikibu

I turn to Russian versification. I think that over time we will turn to blank verse. There are too few rhymes in the Russian language. One calls the other. The flame inevitably drags the stone behind it. It is through feeling that art certainly emerges. Who is not tired of love and blood, difficult and wonderful, faithful and hypocritical, and so on.

Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin

-...Are your poems good, tell me yourself?
- Monstrous! – Ivan suddenly said boldly and frankly.
– Don’t write anymore! – the newcomer asked pleadingly.
- I promise and swear! - Ivan said solemnly...

Mikhail Afanasyevich Bulgakov. "The Master and Margarita"

We all write poetry; poets differ from others only in that they write in their words.

John Fowles. "The French Lieutenant's Mistress"

Every poem is a veil stretched over the edges of a few words. These words shine like stars, and because of them the poem exists.

Alexander Alexandrovich Blok

Ancient poets, unlike modern ones, rarely wrote more than a dozen poems during their long lives. This is understandable: they were all excellent magicians and did not like to waste themselves on trifles. Therefore, behind every poetic work of those times there is certainly hidden an entire Universe, filled with miracles - often dangerous for those who carelessly awaken the dozing lines.

Max Fry. "Chatty Dead"

I gave one of my clumsy hippopotamuses this heavenly tail:...

Mayakovsky! Your poems do not warm, do not excite, do not infect!
- My poems are not a stove, not a sea, and not a plague!

Vladimir Vladimirovich Mayakovsky

Poems are our inner music, clothed in words, permeated with thin strings of meanings and dreams, and therefore, drive away the critics. They are just pathetic sippers of poetry. What can a critic say about the depths of your soul? Don't let his vulgar groping hands in there. Let poetry seem to him like an absurd moo, a chaotic pile-up of words. For us, this is a song of freedom from a boring mind, a glorious song sounding on the snow-white slopes of our amazing soul.

Boris Krieger. "A Thousand Lives"

Poems are the thrill of the heart, the excitement of the soul and tears. And tears are nothing more than pure poetry that has rejected the word.

You need to read the poem “Honest Poverty” by Robert Burns as one of the most famous works of the great Scottish poet, in which he expresses his opinion about poverty and wealth. The author directly says that it is better to be an honest poor man than to wallow in unjustly acquired wealth. This poem was written shortly before the poet's death and was inspired by the events of the French Revolution, which Burns saw as a solution to the problems of hard-working people who were not burdened with wealth. Teaching it in a classroom literature lesson is like the poetic testament of a farmer who became a poet.

The text of Burns’s poem “Honest Poverty” contains mockery, and a very caustic one, and accusatory irony towards the rich, and almost prophetic lines that social inequality must nevertheless come to an end. The poetic lines are filled with sincere hope that a world in which those who work can be happy can be built. By reading the work online in its entirety, one can also see the optimism and confidence in the future of the ordinary Scottish people, of which its author was a part. Expressing his opinion, the talented Scot speaks in simple but vivid language.

Who's honest poverty
Ashamed and everything else
The most pathetic of people
Cowardly slave and so on.

For all that,
For all that,
Even if you and I are poor,
Wealth -
Stamp on gold
And the gold one is
We ourselves!

We eat bread and drink water,
We cover ourselves with rags
And all that stuff
Meanwhile, a fool and a rogue
Dressed in silk and drinking wine
And all that stuff.

For all that,
For all that,
Don't judge by the dress.
Who feeds himself by honest labor -
I call these people nobility!

This jester is the court lord,
We must bow to him
But let him be prim and proud,
A log will remain a log!

For all that,
For all that,
Even though he is all in braids, -
A log will remain a log
Both in orders and in ribbons!

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Please help, Robert Burns, Honest Poverty. Did you like Burns' song? Why? What angers the poet? What does he hope and believe in?

Here's the verse:

Who's honest poverty

Ashamed and everything else

The most pathetic of people

Cowardly slave and so on.

For all that,

For all that,

Even if you and I are poor,

Wealth -

Stamp on gold

And the gold one is

We eat bread and drink water,

We cover ourselves with rags

And all that stuff

Meanwhile, a fool and a rogue

Dressed in silk and drinking wine

And all that stuff.

For all that,

For all that,

Don't judge by the dress.

Who feeds himself by honest labor,

I call these people nobility

This jester is a natural lord.

We must bow to him.

But let him be prim and proud,

A log will remain a log!

For all that,

For all that,

Even though he is all in braids, -

A log will remain a log

Both in orders and in ribbons!

The king is his lackey

Appointed general

But he can't anyone

Appoint honest fellows.

For all that,

For all that,

Awards, flattery

Do not replace

Intelligence and honor

And all that stuff!

The day will come and the hour will strike,

When intelligence and honor

The whole earth will have its turn

Standing first.

For all that,

For all that,

I can predict for you

What day will it be

When all around

All people will become brothers!

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1.Good verse. I really don't like the writing style.

2. Because I share his views on society.

3. The poet is outraged by the “wrong elite”; he suggests that the elite is not the top of society, but its fertile layer. He defines the elite as: honest, decent, smart, brave. But many others, I think completely differently. This outrages him. He is also outraged that not all people get what they deserve. He adheres to the rules of Leninism "from everyone By abilities, to everyone By needs,” but his views are clearly not shared by everyone.

4. He hopes that people will finally reconsider their priorities and put the best qualities in themselves first. He believes that the time will come when people will stop fighting for “a place in the sun”, that someday people will understand that the most important thing is not wealth and power, but humanity.

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Composition

Scottish poet Robert Burns in his poem “Honest Poverty” talks about eternal questions: what is poverty and wealth, what is honor and intelligence. How honor and intelligence are combined with wealth and poverty.

The poem contrasts poor but honest people with rich but dishonest people. He argues that wealth does not mean that its owner is an honest and noble person. Quite the contrary: often a rich person turns out to be stupid and a scoundrel. I think that in the time of Robert Burns (and he lived in the 18th century) this was the case. Then everything in England was run by rich and noble people. They weren't necessarily the smartest, but their money and their titles gave them the right to rule the country. At the same time, many smart and worthy people could not find use for their abilities. After all, they were poor and of ignoble origin. Here Robert Burns criticizes such practices in his poem:

* We eat bread and drink water,
* We cover ourselves with rags
*And all that stuff,
* Meanwhile, a fool and a rogue
* Dressed in silk and drinking wine
* And all that stuff.

For Robert Burns himself, the real nobility are those people who earn their living by their work. He says that you cannot judge a person by his dress (and I completely agree with him on this), but the main thing is what he can do and what kind of soul he has. If a person is kind, if he is smart and honest, then it does not matter who he is by origin or how much money he has. And vice versa, no matter how much money and titles a person has, they will not replace his mind or conscience:

* For all that,
* For all that,
* Even though he is all in braids,
* A log will remain a log
* Both in orders and ribbons!

At that time, in many countries the basis of the social system was an absolute monarchy. And the king could do whatever he wanted. No one could contradict him on anything. No one could criticize his actions because he was the most noble man in the country. And he could appoint a stupid or dishonest person to any post just because he was noble or submissive to him: The king is his lackey

* Appoint as general
*But he can't anyone
* Appoint honest fellows.

And everyone around must obey such decisions. Common people were expected to bow when meeting a noble just because he was a lord. And no one was interested in the fact that this lord could be a “log of logs.” Robert Berne contrasts such people with smart and honest workers. For him, there is no one better than these people. And even if they have little money, they are rich in soul. And he calls on these people not to be ashamed of their poverty, not to think badly of themselves just because you have an empty wallet: Who is honest about their poverty

* Ashamed and everything else,
* That most pathetic of people,
* Cowardly slave and so on.

I think so too. It seems to me that when a poor person begins to worship wealth, this is wrong. A person humiliates himself like that. He becomes a real slave. Maybe not actually, but inside yourself, in your heart. He is a slave to money. Robert Berne is absolutely right: no money, no awards, no flattery and “other things” can replace a person’s intelligence or honor. I, like the wonderful Scottish poet Robert Burns, really want that day and hour to come when all people will be equal before each other, when there will be no noble and ignoble, no poor and rich. And in the first place for everyone will be intelligence and honor!

Who's honest poverty
Ashamed and everything else
The most pathetic of people
Cowardly slave and so on.

For all that,
For all that,
Even if you and I are poor,
Wealth -
Stamp on gold
And the gold one -
We ourselves!

We eat bread and drink water,
We cover ourselves with rags
And all that stuff
Meanwhile, a fool and a rogue
Dressed in silk and drinking wine
And all that stuff.

For all that,
For all that,
Don't judge by the dress.
Who feeds himself by honest labor,
I call these people nobility

This jester is a natural lord.
We must bow to him.
But let him be prim and proud,
A log will remain a log!

For all that,
For all that,
Even though he is all in braids, -
A log will remain a log
Both in orders and in ribbons!

The king is his lackey
Appointed general
But he can't anyone
Appoint honest fellows.

For all that,
For all that,
Awards, flattery
And so on
Do not replace
Intelligence and honor
And all that stuff!

The day will come and the hour will strike,
When intelligence and honor
The whole earth will have its turn
Standing first.

For all that,
For all that,
I can predict for you
What day will it be
When all around
All people will become brothers!

Analysis of the poem "Honest Poverty" by Burns

The Scottish poet Robert Burns lived in the 18th century, at a time when the aristocracy was in power, and a person's strengths and weaknesses were determined solely by his origin. But it was a revolutionary time, and new ideas were already gaining momentum.

The poet himself came from a poor peasant family. Since childhood, he had observed the life of the common people, worked hard and knew how often wealth and a high title are accompanied by stupidity and greed. The main theme of his poem “Honest Poverty” is the contrast between the nobility, prim, pompous and empty, and the poor people. The author considers poverty to be honest, and calls the one who is ashamed of it pathetic.

The poems describe the social structure of that time. The king can give any rank to a footman, but he cannot endow him with honesty and intelligence. And the real nobility, according to Burns, are those who have true wealth: a clear conscience, the dignity of a working person and kindness. But these people are forced to eat bread, drink water and cover themselves with rags, while the titled rogues dress in silk, drink wine, enjoy various privileges and rule the country. This extremely unfair state of affairs aroused the indignation of progressive people; a revolution had already taken place in France, and all of Europe was on the verge of change. The poet is confident that the time will come when intelligence and honesty will take their rightful place, hard work will be valued, and all people will become brothers.

The poem was written in the style of a folk song, which it later became. Light in form and syllable, it appealed to the taste of the common people and imitates earlier folk compositions that were sung during work or after it in a cheerful company. Despite the weight of the social problems exposed in the lines, the tone of the work is upbeat, cheerful, it conveys the mood of the poor, who, in conditions of hard work and deprivation, still sing songs and enjoy life. And the author in poetry is not an outsider, he unites himself with the common people, expresses their thoughts.

“Honest Poverty” is a work that has not lost its relevance today. Issues of social inequality are not as acute as they were two hundred years ago, but they still concern thinking people. And, although the poems no longer have the popularity of a folk ballad, they are studied by schoolchildren and students, used in theatrical productions, and remind us of love for people and faith in justice.