Notes of a Penza high school student, a diary of a military journalist, memoirs of a rehabilitated prisoner: these three notebooks of the same age writer Daniil Fibikh capture the history of the country.
Notes of a Penza high school student, a diary of a military journalist, memoirs of a rehabilitated prisoner: these three notebooks of the same age writer Daniil Fibikh capture the history of the country. The Soviet era, under the gaze of a talented observer, whose childhood habit of not parting with a notebook and recording in detail what is happening played a tragic role in the personal fate of the writer, but it allows us, people from another time, to feel the pulse of that life keenly. And the absolute happiness of the first, bloodless months of the revolution. And the viscous everyday life of the Patriotic War, with the absurdity of its deaths, the apathy of commanders and troops. And the inhuman, animal struggle of camp inmates for survival in the Gulag, which nevertheless did not cancel either love or the struggle for dignity within an individual. Fibich recorded not only events, but also — with no less accuracy — his own moods. And this range of feelings of a man who had sincerely dreamed of the idea of social reconstruction, and then stoically endured inhuman trials, mirrored the feelings of millions of his contemporaries. Another piercing evidence of our past.
SEPTEMBER FIRST, 592 p.