Who is Osip Emilevich Mandelstam

Osip Emilyevich Mandelstam (Russian: Осип Эмильевич Мандельштам, IPA: [ˈosʲɪp ɨˈmʲilʲjɪvʲɪtɕ mənʲdʲɪlʲˈʂtam]; 14 January [O.S. 2 January] 1891 – 27 December 1938) was a Russian and Soviet poet. He was one of the foremost members of the Acmeist school.

Osip Mandelstam was arrested during the repression of the 1930s and sent into internal exile with his wife, Nadezhda Mandelstam. Given a reprieve of sorts, they moved to Voronezh in southwestern Russia. In 1938 Mandelstam was arrested again and sentenced to five years in a corrective-labour camp in the Soviet Far East. He died that year at a transit camp near Vladivostok.

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Mandelstam was born on 14 January 1891 in Warsaw, Congress Poland, Russian Empir...
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Osip Emilevich Mandelstam Poems

  • O This Air, Intoxicated With Sedition
    O this air, intoxicated with sedition,
    On the black square of the Kremlin.
    The agitators rock the teetering world .
    It smells of restless poplars. ...
  • This Night Is Irredeemable
    This night is irredeemable.
    Where you are, it is still bright.
    At the gates of Jerusalem,
    a black sun is alight. ...
  • I Can-t Sleep
    I canâ??t sleep. Homer, and the taut white sails.
    I could the list of ships read only to a half:
    The long-long breed, the train of flying cranes
    Had lifted once the ancient Greece above. ...
  • Tristia
    I have studied the Science of departures,
    in nightâ??s sorrows, when a womanâ??s hair falls down.
    The oxen chew, thereâ??s the waiting, pure,
    in the last hours of vigil in the town, ...
  • Venetian Life
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    The meaning of somber and barren
    Venetian life is clear to me: ...
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