Farewell word - to children Arbata. Last interview of writer Anatoly
Farewell word - to children Arbata. Last interview of writer Anatoly
Rybakova.
Anatoly Naumovich, probably, one of the most fantastic
Persons in Russian literature. The person who not only has made itself
Itself, but also has made contrary to all. In Stalin reprisals at the person
Never was two variants: if you on freedom, you on freedom.
Temporarily, certainly. But if you have come over to that party which guard, for
Already all have solved you: you do not have future, there is no past, besides,
Which to you will draw, there is no family, there are no plans, there is no even a right to be
The citizen. Fishermen was one of few subjected to repression who could
To go on front. Who could not receive a bullet in a nape from smershevtsev. Who
Smog remove a previous conviction in the same place, at the front. And it was the only thing who could
Abruptly to change a life at that age when others sum up. It has begun
To write to thirty seven years - and has there and then entered into the first five at first
Children's authors, and then and adults. To believe that it is not present more,
It is impossible. In him always was more lives, than in any person from it
Younger environment: nobody was able so infectiously to laugh,
Nobody was able and to work so much, nobody was able to live with such taste,
As it...
... We talked in the summer at it on a summer residence in Peredelkino. Over us
Planes hooted. There was a heat. Fishermen, as always, was cheerful, as always,
It is vigorous and talkative.
- Anatoly Naumovich, in my opinion, you have the best time of yours
Lives?
- You never can tell. people have different moments. Perhaps, the best
Time was, when me have released. And can be, when there was my the first
Love...
- And who it?
- Lena, Lena Rozengolts. Her have then killed in hotel in Sukhumi.
When there was my first book "Kortik". But, you know, the best time,
Perhaps, till twenty seventh, till sixteen years. There was nep, a country
It was restored, there was a democracy, all was: shops, private
Publishing houses, private newspapers! Then Stalin in 1927 liquidated all.
Now on Lenin all cones bring down, but nobody wishes to think, that it for
Two years all reformed, all has lifted. And not the dollar stranglehold was, as at
Us now, as in the colonial country, and a tchervonets Russian.
- Unless you now are not happy? You are known, go worldwide,
All world is ready to arrive to you where you were...
- Whether you see, what's the matter, I drove about much, have got used, probably.
First time after "Heavy sand" I was in 26 countries. When I already should
Was to go to London on novel presentation it is literally the day before
It was found out, that I will go one though me invited with the wife. I have written to the Central Committee
Also has refused. There was a terrible scandal, simply world level. There were
Press conferences, hotels are paid TV. After that me a steel
To let out. And when we have arrived to Denmark, local newspapers have written: strange,
That to it have allowed to leave with the wife. It is impossible for another, and it is possible for it, somehow it
Suspiciously. Here so we also lived: here us named deserters, and there -
Spies. And then I have travelled many countries after "Children Arbata". All
Europe, all America, many trips refused.
- Why?
- Difficultly. To me it is a lot of years, it is heavy to go, doctors very much resisted.
I have started to get tired of these trips. Now I half a year live here, half a year
- Abroad. Basically in the USA, sometimes in France, I France more
I like, but Tanja prefers America. There its children, grandsons. And the writer lives
There, where to it it is well worked.
- And where to you it is well worked?
- In America. In France. It was worked well here earlier.
- Now is not present?
- No. I too worry all that is created in Russia. To me
It is disturbing. Forecasts at me bad.
- What?
- You understand, what's the matter. The country which has developed has broken up
Historically. After all not Bolsheviks have thought up its such. It existed and
Before October revolution. It was uniform economic and geographical
Space, historically itself justified. Space between Europe
And Asia, between Christianity and Moslem. Russia absorbed all
Invasions: Ottoman empire Russia has not passed - were fenced off by caucasus. And
Napoleon here has choked, and Hitler. I consider, that from the Belovezhsky dense forest
The new coil of history of mankind has begun. As will go further - I do not know.
In the world it is a lot of countries, but everyone goes to freedom to the by. And Russia
Should go to freedom to the by. Communists wished to construct
Socialism without democracy. And anything at them it has not turned out. Present so
Named democrats wish to construct capitalism, democracy without
Socialism, without social gains, without population social protection.
Too it turns out nothing.
We should search for own ways to freedom, to democracy, and here
This imitation I Will sink down... We have gone on the American way, therefore
What is the boys at the power knew English language. I think, only therefore.
The first poselentsy Americas have arrived there in search of freedom.
- Have found?
- No. They have extracted it. Despite everything, that they have made: exile
Indians, slavery, murder of Negroes, criminality, all of them have equally found
Freedom. But they have started to build the country not from supermarkets. From processing
The earths. And we have ruined the agriculture. They have started to build factories
And factories, and we have destroyed them and have plundered. They strengthened a science,
Education, and our scientists run up in the different countries.
- Why you spend so much time in America? The life is more convenient?
- I not therefore leave, simply I retire.
- The most suitable place?
- Yes. I do not know language. I have no communications with emigration, it is shipped in
The affairs. And in general I always conducted a lonely way of life. I consider, that
Policy and the literature - different things. The writer cannot participate in
To the politician. I never in what did not participate, did not sign any letters
Faithful, did not do any statements, never approved
Any exceptions, any executions. I kept from it far. So
That I can work everywhere.
- You like France, and live in New York. Means...
- Well France is pleasant, I know the French language, but to Tana there it is boring,
It without language, nearby is not present children, it pulls to America. It is necessary to concede in something
To the wife.
- You the diligent tourist?
- No! Whether you understand, all my trips abroad have been connected with
In presentations that my books well dispersed. And when the publisher
Organises a trip, it squeezes out all of you that can. I was in England,
Veins in London in the most perfect hotel. Two publishers sat and
Supervised over turn of correspondents to me: one leaves, I have a rest
It is a little, further - another and so it is continuous. So all these trips -
Simply job. Certainly, they switch on something in the program. In Italy,
For example, tried to show galleries, to take for a drive on a gondola. But it is all
Edge. Basically give work, speak, sign books...
All my books - the biography of my generation which has grown on
Ideals of revolution and which in twenty seventh has been crushed
Stalin. My contemporaries have turned to a camp dust or were lost on
To war, their tombs are scattered from Kolyma to Berlin. And together with them have left in
Tombs of their hope, aspiration, and in memory of descendants remained only them
Errors. My last book "Novel-memoirs" - all mine and them
History. There are many stories about writers. In Russia so it turned out, that
Writers sat closely. All over the world the writer lives in itself, as the Lion
Tolstoy lived in the Clear Glade. And in Moscow there are five-six places where live
Writers: Lavrushinsky, the Airport, Godless, Peredelkino, Pahra,
Krasnovidovo, Maleevka, creativity houses in Pitsunde, Yalta, Koktebel. I
Many knew, with some was on friendly terms, and I describe their such what saw.
At me was both Trotsky, and Buharin, was Lenin, I lived at Stalin, at
Brezhnev, at Gorbachev, and now at Yeltsin. I could not separate them from
The kitchen garden, from the life. I too describe them. I want nobody in
Than to convict. I do not consider this employment necessary and correct. To be dug in
Errors, errors or bad acts of the predecessors is,
As Frenchmen, moveton speak. The person has left, has died, let's think of that,
That it all the same has left good, that the good has made. It is natural, when
I write about the writer, I do it objectively. But accusatory pathos, which
Now so it is extended, I try to avoid. Any data
Historical bills. The reader let does conclusions itself, I do not impose
The opinion...
- The literature - one, but ardent passion?
- At me only one pastime - to write. You know, what
My working day? From nine to three I write, I have then dinner, then I walk. I
Much I go, despite the age, at me the bicycle is.
- You go for a drive on a bicycle? On streets?
- No, it is a house training apparatus. Everywhere, where I come, I buy it.
And in the evening again I sit and I work, I can not come off. Near me at night
Always the piece of a paper and the handle lay. I wake up in the morning: I see, that at night I
Cleared up, something wrote, that came in a dream. I weigh in it it is shipped.
There are writers who are able to push itself everywhere. At them even manners
Are fulfilled, I observed, how they are able to come dexterously after everything, to turn on
Itself attention. I do not wish to name names, but all know them. You know, me it
It is deeply alien. I do not happen on all these Moscow presentations where like
Is tasty to eat. I have enough money that is tasty to eat at own expense.
- And what the most liked?
- I Russian person. I like a Russian cabbage soup, a borsch, porridge buckwheat. (Laughs.)
Fish. Perhaps because at me such surname.
- And your liked statement what on a wall hangs? (On
To wall - a leaf of usual "literary" format п 4. Hardly turned yellow. On
Him - only one phrase deduced by hand: "to write, it is necessary
To write ").
- Yes. In forty sixth, having left to write "Kortik", I have told to myself:
"I from here will not leave, yet I will not write this book". And here since then this
The leaf hangs at me. To write, it is necessary to write. I do not have book,
Which would not know eight variants. I write by hand till now, without
Points. Here you will go in TSGALI, you will see, how much at me these variants. I
The person of job, at me is not present any hobbies, any hobbies, I at all
I know, what is it the such.
- At all do not know? And women?
A.N. Climbs in a table and gets a pack of photos. I look. Similar,
In a youth Anatoly Naumovich has broken heart not one woman...
- Well, pretty washing, how to you a photo?
- Yes. The attractive man...
- Let's tell so, cute. I was the resolute boy, have grown on the Moscow
Court yard so as it becomes, has learnt very much early. The life at me was
Vagabond, I liked, to me liked, women was much. In everyone
The woman I put any feeling. And they appreciated it. Women me
Liked not only because I was cute. I gave something to everyone and with
All well left.
- Unless it is possible to leave well?
- Yes. There is no woman whom I would leave badly. Here
My first wife, Asya Alekseevna, Sashina mother (Sasha - elder son Anatoly
Rybakova. - And. K), at me till now from it perfect relations. I to it
Very gently I concern. I had meetings with very different women, even
With the well-known... Do not ask, all the same I will not tell, who...
We have become silent. In Peredelkino always so it is silent, that, apparently, it is audible
Any rustle. In the sky the next plane has howled. Interestingly, who from us a smog
Here so to be wound on light, making flights everyone half a year
Moscow-Nju-Jork-Moskva? I am afraid, that such it is not enough. Even if not to accept in
Calculation the lived eighty six years, arrests, war and a life, which
Far not to everyone under force.
- Anatoly Naumovich, and to you it was never terrible?
- And you know, the feeling of fear is not peculiar to me. The only thing,
Of that I am afraid, not to finish the novel. If I have begun the book, aboard the plane I will not sit down,
Yet I will not add. To die I am not afraid, to be lost I am not afraid, but to me it is terrible not
To finish the novel.
To time for the novel remains very little...
Anna KOVALEVA.
//* an information Source: the Russian newspaper, 12.03.99
//* Reg. Nom. - 1090300122.08-------------------------------------------
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