Maxim Gorky man, what a life. Ouch. I
read a Russian History text that explained a bit about his remarkable role before and after the October Revolution and realized that I hadn’t ever read anything by
Gorky. I didn’t have any idea who Gorky was. How could I have taken a 19th
century and then a 20th century Russian literature course in undergrad and never
encountered the man? Is it because he
was taken down a notch as a Stalin sympathizer that he was passed over, between the Bely
and the Mayakovsky?
As it was he had a very
uncompromising view of the Russian poor among whom he grew up. Everyone beats
everyone. Everyone is very cutting and
then, as might be the case for Christians, very forgiving and ready to weep and drink and
move on from the sin, move on from the guilt and any responsibility for
whatever they have done that was “wrong.” Gorky's grandfather was a tyrant and just a bit more gnarled and bipolar than the sawtooth grandmother and the menagerie of other unfortunate characters in his story.
What a rough, mean world
he inhabited. The five-year-old views the
world and endures the world and starts to adopt the behaviors of the compromised world around him. Of
course, he will throw stones at his neighbors and steal from his parents and
eventually come at his step father with a knife. Gorky the narrator as a child makes the tale eerily
palpable.
Later he lived on
Capri. One would think that might be a
better place to go about one's business than Nizhny Novgorod.
I can remember the sun set there, looking back at Mount Vesuvius and
thinking it was rather lovely. But if
you’re a broke author, and no one is reading you and the revolution has moved
on it would presumably be a sunny, azure compromise. And if the head of the Party is
suggesting he’d make you a state hero and rename Nizhny Novgorod into your name
and solicit your help to orchestrate national literature initiatives, well, perhaps
you’d leave Capri, as Gorky did and find a way to make a cooperative compromise with the 'big-moustache.'
I kept putting down the
book, very glad to be with my family.
Very glad to be here, in an environment, where despite all its challenges, people did not regularly abuse one another.
Tuesday 7/17/18
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