![]() ![]() ![]() We must, I think, in this of all books with its various different levels of irony, learn to distinguish between Alexander Pushkin the narrator, and Alexander Pushkin the author: the author Pushkin has created the narrator Pushkin as a sort of alter ego of himself – not entirely separate from himself, but not entirely the same either. But here’s the point: a poet as harsh and as insensitive as these lines suggest would not have been capable of writing a poem so delicate and so sensitive as Eugene Onegin. But given the situation, this is hardly, one might feel, the right time for literary criticism, and Pushkin’s scathing lines do seem harsh and insensitive. He possibly wasn’t even a very good poet. Lenski may not have been a great poet, as Pushkin undoubtedly was. That’s how he wrote, “obscurely”, “limply”,īut then, who cares?) As dawn approaches … ![]()
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