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"New world"- NEW WORLD lit. artistic and societies. polit. magazine, until 1991 organ of the USSR Writers' Union. Published in Moscow since 1925. Among the editors. N. M. A. Lunacharsky, Yu. Steklov (Nakhamkis), I. Skvortsov Stepanov (1925), V. Polonsky (Gusev) (1926 31), I. Pronsky (1932 37), V. ... ... Russian humanitarian encyclopedic dictionary

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- "NOVY MIR" monthly literary, artistic and socio-political magazine, ed. Izvestia of the Central Executive Committee of the USSR and the All-Russian Central Executive Committee. Since 1925 it was published under the editorship of A. V. Lunacharsky and I. I. Stepanov Skvortsov, and since 1926 they and V. P. Polonsky, which was ... Literary Encyclopedia

- "New world". 1988. No. 7. 0130 7673. Traditional magazine cover. In this issue, for example, poems by Vladimir Tsybin, Konstantin Vanshenkin, Nona Slepakova, Leonard Lavlinsky, Y. Daniel, a story by Tatyana Tolstaya, ending ... ... Wikipedia

Specialization: contemporary art Frequency: 6 times a year Abbreviated name: NoMI Language: Russian Editor-in-chief: Vera Borisovna Bibinova ... Wikipedia

- (“New World”) is a monthly literary, artistic and socio-political journal, an organ of the Union of Writers of the USSR. It has been published in Moscow since January 1925. The first editors were A. V. Lunacharsky, Yu. M. Steklov, and I. I. Skvortsov Stepanov; With… … Big soviet encyclopedia

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The cat has nine deaths

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Seven

Oh Seven! The real - postal - her name will not say anything to the heart. In the former East Prussia, from where the last native German was deported back in forty-eight and which was quickly, hastily settled by residents from the regions of Novgorod and Pskov, Moscow and Yaroslavl, Kalinin - Tver and Smolensk, as well as from neighboring Belarus, the names of the streets and villages were given in a hurry , so dozens of Vishnevka and Nekrasovka happened, the German Taplakken was renamed Taplaki, Ramau into Rivne, and the tasty popular name of the central square regional center- The Square of the Three Marshals (huge portraits of Vasilevsky, Bagramyan and Zhukov stood on it for a long time) was replaced with the insipid name of the leader of the Russian revolution.

But we are talking about the Seven! About Seven!

Except for the corner house with a bookstore, equally owned by Seven and Lipova, then it began with the house where the universal liar Zhopsik lived, the innocent owner of a green heart - one, then - the house where the silent Casimir lived - two, the hospital - three , a yellow narrow house with its flock of blond brothers - football players - four, kindergarten- five, the house under the helmet (its small-scale tiled roof painfully resembled the Kaiser's steel helmet with a cone) - six, the house of the Fascist and his eternally hungry fascists - seven, Buyanikha's house - eight, our house - nine, on the contrary - a store and warehouses, arranged in a former church - ten, a house with a couple of young Jewish women - davalok, languid Larisa and lively red-haired Valka - oh, how sweet were their fire-breathing mouths! - eleven, the house of Kuvalda - twelve, the house of the old woman Three Cats, who died in the basement on a mattress stuffed with crumpled three-ruble notes - thirteen, the house of Ivan Tikhonin, a brave ratai with green devils, whom he, after the eighth bottle of vodka, began to pick out from his hand with a fork, - fourteen , the house of the director of a paper factory, who lived alone and loved to pluck live chickens in the bathroom with his own hands - fifteen, the house of the most talkative old woman in the world Grammophonikha - sixteen, the house without a number - seventeen, the house of grandfather Mukhanov, who smoked extremely poisonous cigarettes stuffed instead of tobacco with black Georgian tea of the highest grade - eighteen, the house is like a house - nineteen, the house of evil dogs and outsiders are forbidden to enter - twenty, the house of teachers - twenty-one, the house of Kolka Urblyad, who managed to drink everything except the starry sky - twenty-two, the house of my secret beloved, so who never knew about it, because the waves of spring Pregol dragged her to the bottom, so that she would cross the Baltic Sea under water and surface at the feet of the bronze Mermaid in Copenhagen - twenty-three, a house with a hornet's nest in the wall - twenty-four, factory club, former a German officer's casino with a brothel, where dances were held on Saturdays and Sundays, which no owner of a folding knife over thirteen years old had the right to miss - twenty-five, and, finally, the house of railway linemen Ryzhy and Ryzhey - twenty-six! .. Total - twenty-six, in which, in addition to those mentioned, there lived dozens of families, dogs, cats, cows, mice, spiders, about which there is no need to even talk, because they themselves are able to stand up for themselves in front of my knowledge and my memory.

From the very beginning, from Lipovaya, the street was paved with cobblestones, and then - with red brick in several layers - for a thousand years it will not be erased, not rubbed to the ground - to a grating of vast pines filled with amber, in the nests of which rested gray boulders from moraines left prehistoric glaciers; from beginning to end, a street densely lined with lindens, one could walk in the pouring rain and not soak a single thread.

On one side ran parallel to the street. Railway, and on the other, down from the gardens - kitchen gardens, - a marshy plain cut by reclamation ditches with a stadium in the center, resting against a high dam, behind which Pregol carried its yellowish-green waters, with a dam and a sluice, with the Babsky coast, where the old and young and where for the first time in my life I really drowned and was brought back to life.

Behind the factory club rose an old park with zigzags of trenches swollen and overgrown with blackberries, with which the unreasonable fascists tried to stop the heroic onslaught of our troops. Behind the park rose the Tower, which in the spring served to lower the hollow water from the river into the reclamation canals stretching towards Insterburg.

Oh Seven! These rebellious women, who wore single-button satin robes in the summer, sometimes, under the pressure of their stomachs, shot their opponent not in the eyebrow, but in the eye, and in the winter they put on coats, hard as the doors of attics and basements, with the skins of unknown animals on the collar! These serene men - alcoholics, with whitish eyebrows fused at the bridge of the nose, in rusty ruble boots that looked like dead rats, men who worked hard for pennies in factories and factories, toiled with pigs and rabbits, because it was impossible to live on a salary, on weekends while listening to vodka they listened to the radio and played dominoes, and on weekdays they hit their offspring with a belt on the ass, sincerely convinced that the head was not good for admonition. These hundred-year-old, half-blind and half-mad old women in black plush jackets, headscarves and tulle hats that looked like kites, ate a bucket of plums at a time and walked hand in hand along the street, leaving a wet trail behind them ... These children, finally, who were ready to kill me just for the fact that I went out into the street with a piece of bread, watered sunflower oil and protected by a ritual spell: "Forty-seven - I'll eat it myself!", But it was white bread! When - under Khrushchev - they introduced coupons for wheat flour and, it seems, for white bread, brutal old women threw my little sister off the porch of the store: she took too much in one hand, although everything was correct in terms of the number of coupons. Thank God, the city madman Vita Little Head managed to pick up the girl, otherwise she would have fallen headlong on the paving stones, although Vita actually hated children, because they strove to spit at him every time they met ...

Oh Seven! These scarlet tiled roofs in the flood of linden greenery, this thin scarlet dust over the red-brick pavement, so beautifully illuminated by the setting sun, this stupid lilac, with its magnificent breasts falling out through the fence of the kindergarten, this state of bliss, incomprehensibly beautiful in its banality, when you lie behind the park in high dandelions , you look at the stupidest piercing blue flowing sky and think, of course, about immortality ...

We are alive as long as we are immortal.

Oh Seven! Unfortunately, you are immortality: the world is above all mind.

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Monthly literary and artistic magazine.

The Novy Mir magazine has been published in Moscow since 1925. Of course, today the "New World" is already different. Russia is changing; authors, collaborators and readers are changing (if only for the sad reason of natural decline). This monthly magazine is currently fiction And public thought published on 256 pages. In addition to novelties of prose and poetry, the magazine offers the traditional headings "From Heritage", "Philosophy. History. Politics", "Far Close", "Times and Mores", "A Writer's Diary", "The World of Art", "Conversations", "Literary criticism" (with the subheadings "Struggle for style" and "Along the text"), "Reviews. Reviews", "Bibliography", "Foreign book about Russia", etc.

The period of republication of previously banned works has already ended, the emphasis has been shifted to contemporary literature. The journal considers it necessary to give readers the most adequate and diverse picture of what is actually happening in Russian literature. Far from everything that happens in it pleases the employees of Novy Mir. And, apparently, not everything that is printed on its pages always corresponds to the personal preferences and aesthetic ideals of all those who make the magazine. However, this tolerance is not unlimited. "New World", striving for diversity, does not consider it necessary to provide its pages for all points of view and literary experiments without exception.

Cultural and democratic, the magazine calmly follows its chosen direction, avoiding extremism of any kind and combining artistic novelty with intellectual thoroughness and even a kind of "academicism". Two more concepts can be added to this - conservatism and historicism. Preservation of the memory of the past affects appearance magazine, which has changed little over the decades, in the stable selection and arrangement of journal headings (although here, too, natural changes are taking place, prompted by life itself, and not far-fetched changes). An appeal to prehistory, to the roots of every topical social phenomenon and literary fact is, distinguishing feature published and gives it depth. The journal has a wide range of expertly prepared archival publications and unexpected historical research. A lot of space, especially in connection with the upcoming 200th anniversary of Pushkin, is given to new research on the work and personality of the great poet. The editors of Novy Mir do not at all strive to keep up with the fast-flowing day with its momentary sensations, which are immediately doomed to oblivion. The journal prefers to focus more on general issues than on specific ones. Novy Mir, which values its independence, does not take part in the fierce "struggle of people," although at the same time, like any Russian thick literary journal, it cannot avoid participating in the "struggle of ideas." The facts pass, but the problems remain.

This stability, one might even say - respectability, in better side distinguishes Novy Mir from the superficial mass journalism that overwhelms many periodicals. So the positive image of the magazine, which has developed among readers, both in Russia and abroad, is unlikely to undergo serious changes in the future.

Since 1925, Novy Mir has been published monthly, of which for the last fifty years it has been in a permanent blue cover with blue letters; these letters are familiar to anyone who had shelves at home in the late 1980s, filled with literary magazines(then its circulation exceeded one million copies). IN different years Solzhenitsyn was printed here (his first work, One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich), Ehrenburg, Brodsky, Astafiev, Nekrasov were published in the journal - in general, the iconostasis of a democratically minded Soviet citizen.

Since the time of the main glory of the New World, in 1964, the editorial office has been located in the backyard of the Pushkinsky cinema, in a pre-revolutionary building that belonged to the Strastnoy Monastery (in fact, this is the last building left of it).

Artem Lipatov

Music critic, regular reader of Novy Mir

"New World" is a magazine from childhood: torn blue roots, from which dad folded like books (many novels were printed with a sequel), and then they climbed onto the mezzanine. Novy Mir is a series of amazing discoveries, and above all, the fact that one and the same journal can be completely different: for example, the issues for, say, 1969 and 1972 differed radically from each other (in 1970 there was the legendary editorial office of Tvardovsky was dispersed. - Approx. ed.).

I can hardly understand how the editorial board survives today, but watching how my fellow music lover Misha Butov puts together a thick issue once a month, maintaining a certain - and quite high - level of texts in it, I cannot help but feel respect and envy for him and his colleagues. I am still making discoveries for myself on these pages - such as the rock and roll poetry of Vadim Muratkhanov or the poems of the great art historian Dmitry Sarabyanov, and if only for this reason the strict logo of the New World remains a sign of quality for me.

In the corridor hangs a gallery of the main editors of the publication. In total there were eleven of them - from Vyacheslav Polonsky, who launched the magazine, to the current Andrei Vasilevsky.

Photos of two chief editors of the magazine: Alexander Tvardovsky, the author of a poem about Vasily Terkin, led the magazine in 1950-1954, 1958-1970, when he was the messenger of the sixties, and Sergei Zalygin, led in 1986-1998, when Novy Mir was the messenger perestroika and its circulation reached two million. Under their leadership, the magazine was a huge success in the country.

The department where the editor of the electronic version of the magazine Sergey Kostyrko works. In general, the Internet is practically not used in the editorial office. Authors send their manuscripts to Novy Mir by mail – this is how they try to distinguish themselves from graphomaniacs.

Office of the editor-in-chief. Most of the photographs hung on the walls were taken by Andrey Vasilevsky - they depict apples, bicycle wheels and architectural elements. Behind the editor-in-chief's right shoulder is Anton Chekhov.

Andrey Vasilevsky

Literary critic, poet, Chief Editor"New World" since 1998

“The highest circulation was in 1990. And it was precisely this year that three issues of the magazine were not published. At the peak of popularity! Due to the very high circulation - 2 million 700 thousand copies - there was simply not enough paper. There was a planned economy - we were allocated so much paper, and we spent it. And it was impossible to buy it, it was not for sale.

If we talk about the portrait of the reader, then I have two pictures. The first is an elderly man reading a paper version of a magazine somewhere in the provinces. And the second is a thirty-year-old man sitting in front of a monitor and reading an electronic version.

In 5 years, the magazine will definitely exist, but will be published in a smaller circulation. Mostly go to the internet. And if a generous foundation or sponsor is found, it will be distributed free of charge. And if electronic payments enter our life, then it will be sold. For 10 years, I do not undertake to guess.

Driver Leonid Dmitrievich Korenev, reading "Sport-Express". The editorial office has a regular car "Volga", which is used for household needs - to take the layout, deliver part of the circulation - and other assignments. The number recorded on the disk is sent to the Krasnaya Zvezda printing house. For safety net, a paper printout of the magazine also leaves with the disc.

Mikhail Butov, First Deputy Editor-in-Chief and Executive Secretary. Prose writer, laureate of the Russian "Booker" in 1999 for the novel "Freedom". The photo behind him is him.

Mikhail Butov

Prose writer, deputy chief editor of Novy Mir since 1994

“All the notable stories in the magazine, of course, are about graphomaniacs. Some lady comes. And begins a long preamble to his essay. She says that she wrote the book for a long time, this is a generalization of experience, life with one person who was a husband. He is a difficult person: a lot dark sides. I listen to all this for a long time, I say, okay, leave the manuscript. The woman leaves. I open a folder with text. On the first page it says: "Ghoul-bloodsucker."

Previously, the editorial office was located on the first floor of the building. I was told that in ancient times there was a case. The writer, who was refused, walked, smeared himself with blood, and in this manner appeared in front of the window. He opened his shirt, covered in blood, himself covered in blood - he did everything so that they would pay attention to him.

The word "graphomaniac" is not unambiguously abusive. A charming man named Zhivotov visited us for many years. All his life he wrote about Pushkin. A man of hard fate, he even lay in a psychiatric hospital. But we loved him. He was not a comic character. A kind of donquixote, a rather naive person, once a school teacher, his imagination was slightly inflamed on Pushkin. He talked about how the poet passed through the village in which Zhivotov lived. This is what he wrote about all his life. We remember him with great warmth.

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