Great about verses:

Poetry is like painting: one work will captivate you more if you look at it closely, and another if you move further away.

Little cutesy poems irritate the nerves more than the creak of unoiled wheels.

The most valuable thing in life and in poetry is that which has broken.

Marina Tsvetaeva

Of all the arts, poetry is most tempted to replace its own idiosyncratic beauty with stolen glitter.

Humboldt W.

Poems succeed if they are created with spiritual clarity.

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

If only you knew from what rubbish Poems grow without shame... Like a dandelion near a fence, Like burdocks and quinoa.

A. A. Akhmatova

Poetry is not in verses alone: ​​it is spilled everywhere, it is around us. Take a look at these trees, at this sky - beauty and life breathe 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 - our thoughts make the poet sing inside us. Telling us about the woman he loves, he delightfully awakens in our souls our love and our sorrow. He is a wizard. Understanding him, we become poets like him.

Where graceful verses flow, there is no place for vainglory.

Murasaki Shikibu

I turn to Russian versification. I think that over time we will turn to blank verse. There are too few rhymes in Russian. One calls the other. The flame inevitably drags the stone behind it. Because of the feeling, art certainly peeps out. 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 yourself?
- Monstrous! Ivan suddenly said boldly and frankly.
- Do not write anymore! the visitor asked pleadingly.
I promise and I swear! - solemnly said Ivan ...

Mikhail Afanasyevich Bulgakov. "Master and Margarita"

We all write poetry; poets differ from the rest only in that they write them with words.

John Fowles. "The French Lieutenant's Mistress"

Every poem is a veil stretched out on the points of a few words. These words shine like stars, because of them the poem exists.

Alexander Alexandrovich Blok

The poets of antiquity, unlike modern ones, rarely wrote more than a dozen poems during their long lives. It is understandable: they were all excellent magicians and did not like to waste themselves on trifles. Therefore, for each poetic work of those times, the whole Universe is certainly hidden, filled with miracles - often dangerous for someone who inadvertently wakes dormant lines.

Max Fry. "The Talking Dead"

To one of my clumsy hippos-poems, I attached such a 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 critics. They are but miserable drinkers of poetry. What can a critic say about the depths of your soul? Don't let his vulgar groping hands in there. Let the verses seem to him an absurd lowing, a chaotic jumble of words. For us, this is a song of freedom from tedious reason, a glorious song that sounds 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 but pure poetry that has rejected the word.

5th grade

F.I. Tyutchev.
"There are in autumn initial...»

Lesson summary on analysis of poetic text

Goals: to continue the formation of students' ability to read and perceive landscape lyrics; text analysis skills.

DURING THE CLASSES

1. Word of the teacher about the poet.

Fedor Ivanovich Tyutchev spent almost twenty years abroad, working in the Russian diplomatic mission. When he returned to Russia, he settled in St. Petersburg, occasionally visiting his native village of Ovstug in the Bryansk province. Such trips helped Tyutchev to experience the joy and beauty of Russian nature in a new way.

On August 22, 1857, the poet, together with his daughter Maria, leaves Ovstug for Moscow. The road was tiring, father and daughter were dozing. And suddenly he took from her hands a sheet with a list of postal stations and travel expenses and began to write quickly on its back:

Is in the autumn of the original
short but marvelous time –
The whole day stands as if crystal,
And radiant evenings ...

Where a peppy sickle walked and an ear fell,
Now everything is empty - space is everywhere, -
Only cobwebs fine hair
Shines on an idle furrow.

Maria, seeing how her father's hand trembles impatiently, and the carriage jumping over bumps does not allow writing, takes a pencil and paper from him and, under his dictation, finishes the poem herself:

The air is empty, the birds are no longer heard,
But far from the first winter storms -
And pure and warm azure pours
To the resting field...

2. Analysis of the poem.

We analyze the poem during the conversation, write down the main thoughts in a notebook.

In the poem “There is in the original autumn ...” Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev conveys to the reader his mood, his travel impressions of the autumn landscape, his thoughts.

How many stanzas is the poem divided into? What is said in each stanza?

In the first quatrain, the poet describes the picture of nature that he sees. In the second stanza, he recalls the harvest time, and then carefully peers into the cobwebs on the stubble (on an idle furrow). In the third stanza, he says that winter storms are ahead, but now the poet does not want to think about them and enjoys the last warmth.

What epithets does the poet use?

To create a mood of tender sadness and solemnity, Tyutchev uses expressive epithets: in the original autumn, a marvelous time, a cheerful sickle, on an idle furrow (on idle- that is, on a vacationer, on which the work is completed), clear and warm azure, resting field.

Finding metaphors: sickle walked, azure pours. The poet compares the web with a hair: only cobwebs thin hair shines; blue sky he calls azure. Following the poet, we present the field as a great resting person.

Nature froze in anticipation, and only two verbs help to convey the state of peace in the first quatrain: there is and costs.

What is the rhyming method in these stanzas? What does he help convey? Watch the length of the lines.

We imagine that the poet looks thoughtfully at the autumn field and thinks slowly. This state of thought conveys different way rhymes (in the first stanzas the rhyme is cross, in the third ring, or girdle), different lengths of lines: long lines of 10 syllables rhyme with shorter ones of 8 syllables, lines of 11 syllables - with lines of 9 syllables. Shorter lines follow long ones, the rhythm seems to go astray, and this gives the impression that the person is tired and wants to rest.

The air is empty, the birds are no longer heard, (11 syllables)

But far from the first winter storms - (12 syllables)

And pure and warm azure pours (11 syllables)

To the resting field... (9 syllables)

Describing an autumn day, Tyutchev conveys to readers the beauty of nature, the mood of sadness and peace.

3. Expressive reading of a poem by F.I. Tyutchev.

4. Composition-miniature "Journey of the Golden Leaf".

T.V. SOROKINA,
Ulyanovsk region

Goals and objectives of the lesson:

• introduce children to the beauty of the autumn landscape;
• reveal the role of art in understanding the beauty of nature;
• to educate children in love for their native land, using works of painting, literature, music.

Lesson equipment: interactive whiteboard, 23 slides, drawings, poems and children's compositions.

During the classes

1. Introductory speech of the teacher

Is in the autumn of the original
A short but wonderful time...

Russian nature is part of our great Motherland. You know that the grass is green, the sky is blue, but the moon is often silvery white.

The word "Motherland" contains all the colors of the rainbow and their shades. In it we hear the rustle of leaves, wild flowers and herbs, the ringing of bells, the singing of birds, the murmur of streams. How many interesting things can be seen in the forest, in the field, on the lake and even near our house, if you look closely at everything. Nature is good in all seasons.

Today we are conducting a general lesson on this topic.

The warm summer is over, and autumn is coming to replace it. First autumn month- September. This month we are talking about this wonderful time of the year in the classroom. literary reading, environment, fine arts, technology.

We read the works of K. G. Paustovsky, M. M. Prishvin, and also wrote our own essays and fairy tales. They studied poetry by I. A. Bunin, A. A. Fet, F. I. Tyutchev, K. A. Balmont - they composed their own quatrains. We looked at reproductions of great artists - drew our own drawings.

2. Work with texts.

Children selectively read texts, and other students supplement with proverbs and sayings (4 people)

September

The warm summer has come to an end, and autumn is coming to replace it. The first month of autumn is September. They call him "singing autumn" and "gold flower". Grasses in meadows, fields and forests dry up, turn yellow, leaves of trees and shrubs become golden.

autumn artist

Tied Autumn colorful apron
And I took buckets of paints.
Early in the morning, walking through the park,
The leaves are gilded.

In early September, warm sunny days are issued. The sky sparkles with blue, on which the leaves of maples and birches show through with golden patterns. The air is clean, transparent, and silvery threads of the web fly in it. Such days are called "Indian summer". “If it’s clear, then autumn is beautiful,” says a Russian folk proverb.

In September, the days become shorter, the sun no longer rises in the sky as high as in summer.

The leaves on the trees turn yellow first on the tops, where the air is colder, and then on the lower branches. The leaves of birches and lindens become golden first.

Cold gusty winds are more common. The wind blows, plucks a leaf from a branch, and slowly circling, it falls to the ground.

In the mornings, white damp fogs creep over the forest glades and river meadows.

It often rains in September, but not warm summer, but cold, shallow, drizzling, and the sky is overcast with gray clouds. "Autumn is coming and bringing rain with it." (Folk proverb.)

There are frosts at the end of the month. The puddles are covered with a thin crust of ice, a silvery hoarfrost falls on the grass and bushes.

In the forest in September, mountain ash pleases the eye, its scarlet berries become sweeter after the first frost. That is why September is called "field ash". At this time, acorns ripen on oaks, nuts on hazels, cranberries on a swamp. In September, the forest smells of prel and mushrooms. On old mossy stumps, friendly families of mushrooms appear. Covered with golden, red and purple leaves, boletus, boletus, chanterelles, russula and milk mushrooms hide in dry grass. "A fungus in a box - in the winter there will be a pie."

After the first frost, insect life stops. Ants are not visible, they gather in the depths of the anthill and close the entrances to it.

At the beginning of autumn, when there are fewer insects, swifts and swallows fly away, because they feed only on insects. Other birds change food: willingly peck berries, fruits and grains.

Gathering in flocks, preparing to fly to warmer climes cranes, rooks and cuckoos. Geese, ducks and swans are the last to fly away. As long as the reservoirs are not frozen, they will have enough food. September is known as the month of birds.

2 people They talk about the day of the autumn equinox, and why the leaves turn yellow in autumn.

Autumn equinox day

September 23 is the autumnal equinox. Day and night are equal, they last for 12 hours. So 23 September called the autumnal equinox. After that, the night becomes longer and longer, and the day noticeably decreases.

The short autumn days of autumn are coming: the sun has barely disappeared - and night is already approaching.

Why do leaves turn yellow in autumn

The leaf is green because it contains a green dye. It gives the leaf its color.

And why do the leaves turn yellow, red, purple in autumn? Green dye ( chlorophyll) is destroyed. And in summer it is quickly, easily restored, and the leaves remain fresh and green.

But the days are waning. The light is getting smaller and smaller. Grains of chlorophyll continue to break down just as quickly as in summer, and new ones form more slowly, they become smaller, and the leaf turns pale.

But in the cells of the leaf there are other coloring substances - yellow, only in summer the lush greenery drowns them out.

Now, when the green coloring matter is constantly being destroyed, they appear brighter. The leaves turn yellow.

Pen Test Competition.
1) We had a competition called "Test of the pen", where you tried to compose your own lines. Now we will listen to some students.

Nastya Abramenko's poem "Autumn".

I love our autumn!
She brings me light.
And fall and fall
I'll go on a hike.
I will find a beautiful bush,
And I will find a tree.
Where the leaves are golden
Crimson grow.
I'll pick my leaves
And I'll dry it in a book.
And a long winter
About summer I will plunge .

Alyosha Bondarev "Autumn"

On an autumn day we went to the forest,
It was warm time.
Can't believe it's summer
It was almost yesterday.
And the forest is still green
Mushrooms hide in the grass.
But soon the forest will change its color,
Rains will fall to the ground.
will come autumn golden,
And the birds will fly south.
And nature will rest
Under the snowfall and howling blizzards.

MilyaevaAlyona. "Crystal Day".

Autumn has come,
The crystal day has come.
The trees are golden
They stand in all their glory.
It suddenly became quiet in the forest ...
In crystal silence
Only the leaves are trembling
In an inaudible draft...

2) Some of the children in our class carefully observed nature and wrote their compositions.

An essay on the theme “Autumn time” by a student of grade 3a Kosarev Vladik.

With the advent of autumn, changes are observed in nature. They affect the plant and animal world. It got colder in the mornings, the trees dropped some of their leaves, and the rest changed their color from green to golden yellow, crimson and red.

The story of Nastya Cabina "Autumn".

Russian autumn is charmingly beautiful. You can not see enough of the forest in a golden dress. How unique trees are in their beauty! As if in a fabulous round dance, there are fiery red aspens, light yellow birch trees, mighty oaks. And nearby, a lonely old tree stretched out its clumsy branches-hands after the sun, as if it wants to delay it.

The story "Autumn Forest" by a student of the 3rd grade Slepukhina Nastya.
Autumn has come. The autumn forest is unusually beautiful. Once in the forest, I was amazed by the many various colors. Here was the gold of the birches, and the crimson of the aspen leaves, and the pines were still green. Looking closely, I noticed how a small spider was weaving silver nets. The silence of the forest fascinated me. And only the rustle of falling leaves disturbed the peace in this amazing kingdom.

3) We read, wrote, drew, and now let's look at reproductions of paintings by great artists.

Isaac Ilyich Levitan "Golden Autumn".

Levitan's autumn landscape seems simple and familiar to us. The artist depicted a narrow river, calmly carrying its waters between its banks. On the left, on the high bank of the river, a small birch grove is shown. On the right - individual trees - red-bronze oaks. In the foreground is the river. The water in the river is dark blue, and in the distance it is blue. A lonely standing birch determines the turn of the river.

The whole picture of Levitan is permeated with light. There are no dark colors here. Bright colors predominate.

You look at the picture and feel the cool, invigorating autumn air. The landscape does not cause sadness - the artist depicts autumn in Pushkin's style, drawing "the magnificent withering of nature." We love beauty native land, which has always attracted the masters of the Russian landscape.

Vasily Dmitrievich Polenov "Golden Autumn".

In the picture of Polenov, we see a bend in the river, a high bank, overgrown with forest, and gave up to the very horizon. In the foreground - a clearing with a path, a young birch forest, reddening aspens, juicy, green crowns of oaks. The autumn sun is warm. Its soft rays illuminate everything around with an even light. The landscape was painted from the high bank of the river.

Ilya Semenovich Ostroukhov "Golden Autumn".

Ostroukhov peers into the life of the autumn forest from a close distance. All his attention is drawn to the foreground: two old maples with drooping branches and several young trees, green grass, fallen openwork Maple leaves. In the depths on the left are the clumsy trunks of old trees, and then everything seems to merge with bright gold. autumn foliage. But, depicting autumn in its golden beauty, Ostroukhov did not forget to draw magpies galloping through the grass. This is what allowed us to clearly feel the life of the autumn sonorous forest.

4) The musical fragment “September. Hunting” by P. I. Tchaikovsky from the cycle “The Seasons”.

Against the background of this music, the student reads a poem by F. I. Tyutchev:

Is in the autumn of the original
Short but wonderful time -
The whole day stands as if crystal,
And radiant evenings ...

Where a peppy sickle walked and an ear fell,
Now everything is empty - space is everywhere -
Only cobwebs of thin hair
Shines on an idle furrow.

The air is empty, the birds are no longer heard,
But far from the first winter storms -
And pure and warm azure pours
To the resting field...

3. The result of the lesson.

The teacher speaks against the background of music. The musical fragment “September” by P.I. Tchaikovsky from the cycle "The Seasons".

Beautiful melody P.I. Tchaikovsky absorbed quiet sadness, thoughtfulness and color palette autumn.

Autumn is blazing with birch bonfires, the earth glows with golden placers. Autumn is a mixture of joy and sadness. Joy- in the gifts of nature, in the multicolor of colors. A sadness- the piercing blue of the sky, in which the golden crimson of foliage is buried, the last farewell dress of nature, the disturbing rustle of foliage, flocks of birds flying away to warm lands, the infinity of fine autumn rain.

How do you understand folk wisdom: “Autumn rewarded everyone, ruined everything”?

Autumn awarded us yellow and red apples, blue plums.

She ruined everything: gray rain, black wet branches of trees without a golden outfit.

What is the sound of autumn?

• Leaves rustle, saying goodbye to each other and the sun;
• Sing the sad song of autumn raindrops;
• It smells of dampness and withered leaves in the autumn park, forest.

Our nature is beautiful in all seasons. Let's love her for who she is. But for this we must treat it carefully.

“There are many miracles in nature. No matter how long you live in the world, you still will not fully understand nature. Nature is a mystery that will never be solved. Not a single day is the same, not a single leaf, nature is endless. A variety of shapes, colors, shades - everything is in nature. M. M. Prishvin

Thanks everyone for the lesson.

(Illustration: Gennady Tselishchev)

Analysis of the poem "There is in the autumn of the original ..."

Indian summer

F. I. Tyutchev in his work very skillfully describes nature, inspiring it and filling it with images. In his works, the author very brightly and colorfully conveys the landscape he has seen. He loves nature and understands it, gives it the image of a living being and fills it with life. In his works, he shows the inextricable link between nature and human life, unity and interdependence - the main idea that runs through all of Tyutchev's work. In the poem “There is in the original autumn ...”, the poet describes the period of early autumn, when nature is unusually beautiful and gives its bright colors at parting.

The poet claims that "there is a short but marvelous time in the original autumn." With these words, he points to the peculiarity of this pore, he calls it marvelous, sees in it mystery and unusualness. The author gently and reverently describes the period of the beginning of autumn, this is the very moment when you should admire its wondrous beauty, because this time is very short. Describing the days of this time, the author uses the comparison "crystal day", this gives a feeling of trepidation, expensive pleasure and shows the extraordinary purity and freshness of these days. And the author endows the evenings with warmth, describing them as “radiant”. “The whole day stands as if crystal, and the evenings are radiant ...” - the extraordinary beauty that the poet was able to convey in words.

In continuation of the description of this wonderful picture of early autumn, the poet draws attention to the autumn field. Once upon a time, a sickle walked very cheerfully there and a lot of work was redone, but now everything has been removed. And everything is empty, "only cobwebs of thin hair glisten on an idle furrow." In this part of the poem, a certain dual image appears, and descriptions of nature itself and its connection with human life. Here, autumn is compared to the sunset of life, when everything is already done and “idly”, days pass. This poem calls to reflect on the eternal.

Further, the poet says that the birds have already flown away and the air has become empty, but there is still time, because "it is far from the first winter storms." And on the deserted, resting field pours pure and warm azure. People call this time of autumn Indian summer, this is a very bright and short moment, and it is very important in the bustle of people not to miss the chance to admire this beauty. There is an Indian summer of a wonderful golden autumn in the life of every person. The remarkable Russian poet F. I. Tyutchev conveys to the reader the amazing impressions that nature gives to man in simple things. Every moment of unity with nature leaves an indelible impression on the soul.

The poem "There is in the original autumn ..." was created by F. I. Tyutchev on August 22, 1857. Returning with his daughter from the Ovstug estate to Moscow, inspired by the surrounding picture, the poet quickly sketched the lines of the poem in a notebook. Relating to mature lyrics (at the time of writing the poet was 54 years old), the poem first saw the light in 1858 - it was published in the journal Russian Conversation.

Imbued with subtle lyricism landscape sketch captured a picture of the very beginning of autumn, the time that is traditionally called "Indian summer". The period of the beginning of autumn is indicated by the mood-creating epithet "original" in the zero title of the poem. A recognized master, Tyutchev managed to describe in a poem the transitional period, the unsteady line between the summer heyday and the birth of a new season.

Leading role in disclosure images of early autumn playing in a poem epithets. Calling this time "wonderful" , Tyutchev points not only to her beauty, but also draws attention to the unusualness of these days, which have a special attraction. Nature presents its amazing gift, conveying a farewell warm greetings from the outgoing summer.

Epithet"crystal" in relation to the day, it contains both the play of light and the transparency of the autumn sky, losing the brightness of summer colors. Word "crystal" conveys the sonority of an autumn day, creating a feeling of the fragility of this beauty.

Epithet "radiant evenings" conveys the appearance of new colors created by the setting sun. The luminary spreads warm light all over the earth. Transparent blue sky "clear and warm azure") celebrates the coming of autumn together with the earth.

The close relationship between nature and man, characteristic of Tyutchev's work, is clearly manifested in the poem by an introduction to the landscape field image and metonymy "falling ear" and "the sickle walked".

In the third stanza, the breath of autumn is more and more clearly felt and a reminder of the coming winter sounds ( "but far from the first winter storms"). With the poet's exclamation of emptiness ( "Now everything is empty") the motive of ringing silence appears ( "no more birds heard"), bringing peace and tranquility. Both nature and man need this pause, the opportunity to enjoy the silence and harmony spilled in space. The poet compares autumn with the sunset of life, but not with the approaching old age, but with the maturity and wisdom that the past age gives. Tyutchev covers with a poetic gaze the whole vast space - from the seemingly vast deserted fields to the smallest detail- a thin hair of a cobweb. Looking back at the past years, a person especially acutely feels at such moments his belonging to this world, his unity with nature. That is why the poem, as if woven from a light transparent autumn air, evokes light sadness and tender sadness.

The three-line poem is written diversified iambic; the two-syllable foot has the stress on the second syllable. The poet uses cross rhyming in the first two stanzas and enveloping (encircling) rhyme in the last stanza. The rhythm of the poem is very musical. The alternation of masculine and feminine rhymes, long and short lines create a feeling of inconstancy and fragility of the beauty of nature.

The entire poem is three long sentences. The repetition of dots creates an atmosphere of reflection, a feeling of understatement, giving rise to various associations.

The poem abounds not only with epithets, but also with other means of expression: metaphors (pure and warm azure pours), comparisons (the whole day stands as if crystal), personifications (cobwebs thin hair), antithesis (the sickle walked - everything is empty). Tyutchev uses such a kind of metonymy as synecdoche: the sickle walked, the ear fell, cobwebs of thin hair. The singular number enlarges objects, giving them weight and distinguishing them from the rest.

A sensitive singer of nature, Tyutchev, with his own colors, created in a poem a picture of early autumn that captivates with its beauty - an embodiment of the harmony of the world filled with spiritual images.

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