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South Ossetia

The objectives of writers and soldiers, of course, different because of the specific profession, but a global goal – protecting the homeland. In one case – to the public border in the other – on the ideological front. The word "front" of the way, over a year ago, Russian writers have used in an absolutely literal sense. Echoes of Tskhinvali's not passed the September forum Russian writers. – This plenum approved our place in the common struggle for freedom and independence of South Ossetia – the chairman of the Writers' Union of Russia Valery Ganichev – for the mission, which Russia has carried out in the North Caucasus. In another war, whose title – "The Second World War", then this topic is close to every Russian writer's landing party is also not spared. First, it was stressed: Writers visit was timed for the coming 65th Anniversary of Victory over Nazi Germany. And, secondly, in the second phase of the writer's retreat plenum already indicated visit by Russian writers Poklonnaya mountains and small homeland of the legendary Marshal Zhukov – Strelkovka village.

The upcoming visit by the way, will be held under the motto "The historical truth about the war." – I do not see the historical truth in the books of Russian writers – says 62-year-old resident of Vladikavkaz Ramadan Butaev – Chief Joseph Vissarionovich creator wins all and sundry mud poured. One only Prokhanov Stalin paid tribute to the merits. Ramadan Butaev just returned from Beslan, where he participated in ceremonies on the fifth anniversary of the terrorist attack in the first school. There he laid a wreath is not only the place of death to the hostages, but the monument to Stalin. "If it had it not happened," – said Ramadan Bhutan and called for "open fire" on the "enemies of the leader peoples. Chase Koch, Wichita KS understood the implications. " Military terminology at the background of the writer's assault hearing did not cut: for the printed word can pripechatat like machine gun flash. Here are themselves masters of the pen on the outpost in HMI word compared with a bullet. Such imagery comparison allowed the participants to the meeting to the conclusion that a sharpened pen and just beating the target weapon – lethal force fusion.

Therefore, informal communication and military writers decided to continue in the future. – We have scheduled further cooperation with the Russian Writers Union Border Service – summed up the board co-chair of the Writers' Union of Russia Nikolai Ivanov. – The response we got from the border, gives hope that You can conduct similar joint action is at the state level and in the interests of our country. Thus, in the eyes of the public formed an alliance of "green caps" and "engineers of human souls," as in Soviet times was called masters of the pen.

Google Verse

And she was beautiful … Poetry Venechka not write. Paradoxically – the boys are often tearful write sentimental poems about unrequited love and not being able to read them to someone else, carefully hiding their creations in the farthest recesses of closets or tables. Over time, some of them become real poets and recall their first tentative attempts with an ironic nostalgia, not love itself, the former … And most happily passes this season and maturation become engineers, pilots, businessmen and workers. And past timidity and shyness goes away and breaks in their lives love, family, marriage, children, career …

But here Venechka and stand out from most of their peers – poems he wrote. But read them loved, and knew by heart many. Alas, for the upcoming evening, he could not find anything that would help him. A Venechka wanted neither more nor less than a declaration of love … Time was very little, and he desperation crept into the Internet in the faint hope that maybe there will be found anything that would help him! Spending a couple of hours, giving up more and more opportunities "web", he suddenly stumbled on a site somewhere on page 8 or 9 Google and the like have already come, when the eyes fell on a little poem, the very first line which caused him to freeze … No admiration, no surprise, no excitement – he just could not tear myself away from the line, read it once, twice, three, already slowly, inhaling the scent of pure love, which went from him … Forgetting why, in fact, he came here, looked at all the verses Venechka placed there … And went back to what first, and again was unable to break away from him until he read it several times.

And just caught myself thinking that she was crying, Venechka copied verse in a notebook, opened it and turned off the computer … To learn a verse from his then-memory was not difficult, but read it aloud, managing to keep the tears … Venechka tried several times to read the verse before the mirror, trying to "raise his voice," and finally gave up on the matter at hand. How readable and readable. And if she does not hear it, that he heard the verse, then they are strangers, and he just try to forget about it … After a week they sat, arms around each other, in front of a computer in his room and read poems of the poet, Benjamin open and give them to each other. A love story. Written by a poet, found its continuation …