Emma Moshkovskaya. Poems for children

Moshkovskaya has occupied a special place in children's literature. Her poems for children were original and unique. Moshkovskaya was indeed a Russian children's writer and poetess. Reading poems for Moshkovskaya’s children, it may seem that they were written not by an adult poetess, but Small child. At first creative path Moshkovskaya received Marshak's approval. This is what Samuil Yakovlevich wrote about the novice author: “ Emma Moshkovskaya- one of the most gifted young poets writing for children. She has the main thing that a children’s poet needs: genuine, not feigned, gaiety, the ability to play with children without adjusting to them.” In 1962 G . Moshkovskaya released the first collection of poems for children, “Uncle Shar,” which was followed by more than 20 collections of poems and fairy tales for children. For poetry Moshkovskaya Soviet composers wrote songs. Until now, Moshkovskaya’s work has not been properly appreciated, although her books have begun to appear again, and many understand that she is a great and original poet. ;

Moshkovskaya Emma Efraimovna was born in 1926 in Moscow. As she herself recalled, she spent her entire childhood in an atmosphere of mutual understanding, love and friendliness. Her uncles are known throughout the country:

• M. Moshkovsky - founder of pharmacology in Russia;
• J. Moshkovsky - polar pilot.

Biography

Even as a child, Emma Moshkovskaya began to sing. And she did it well. That is why immediately after school she entered the Gnessin School. After graduation, she worked as a soloist in the Philharmonic Society of Arkhangelsk for 3 years. However, after this time she still returned home. In Moscow, she decided to enter the opera and choral studio at the conservatory.

Emma didn’t even think about any literary career as a poet. Although even then she enjoyed writing poetry, short comic texts and epigrams, and drinking songs.

Children's poems

Only in the 60s did she send several of her poems to the magazine “Murzilka” for the editors’ judgment. Not only were they published, but her work also received excellent ratings from such masters as Chukovsky and Marshak. All this predicted an excellent career for the future children's poetess.

In addition to “Murzilka,” Emma Moshkovskaya also sent her poems to such magazines as “Counselor” and “Pioneer.” And by 1962, she released her own first collection, which collected the best children's poems. This book was called "Uncle Shar".

Emma Moshkovskaya gained popularity incredibly quickly. The biography confirms this. After all, after the first collection, she began to publish 2-3 books a year. And all of them were incredibly in demand from publishing houses.

Cartoons

Moshkovskaya’s literary career was not limited to poetry for children. In the 70s, she began writing scripts for cartoons. At the same time, she recorded several records with her children's poems, which enjoyed unprecedented popularity among Soviet children.

All the poetess’s poems were written as if by a child. This style often caused a storm of indignation and criticism from colleagues. Someone even wrote parodies of her works. But Emma Moshkovskaya did not pay close attention to this. After all, the main thing is children's love.

IN last years throughout her life, the poetess felt very bad. That's why I didn't write anything. She only corrected and completed the poems she had already begun. They formed the basis of Emma’s posthumous collections:

• "Grandfather Tree";
• "Good news."

Creation

Emma Moshkovskaya still remains popular. Her poems are republished and translated into other languages. And the songs that she once wrote together with famous Soviet composers are still performed by pop stars.

The poet Emma Moshkovskaya remains successful to this day. And her secret is simple - she is sincere and genuine in her feelings for children. It’s only a pity that all her lyrical works intended for adult audience, remained unpublished.

• “The earth is spinning!”;
• "Uncle Shar";
• “Listen to the rain”;
• "Greedy";
• "One hundred guys - kindergarten"and many others.

All these books contain poems that very subtly convey the fullness of a child’s worldview. In them you can see the various shades of emotions that children experience throughout their lives. Thanks to the poetess's musical education, all her poems are amazingly musical, so they fit perfectly into music. They have long become songs.

And now many understand perfectly well that Moshkovskaya is a poet with a capital P. After all, in order to please a child, you need to speak the same language with him. And Emma’s poems seem to have been written by a child, and not by an adult aunt:

I went into my grievance
And he said that I would not go out.
I'll never go out
I will live in it all the years!

Childhood, which Emma Moshkovskaya talks about in her works, is an island of happiness. The main characters are, of course, children. They are all very different, but incredibly multifaceted personalities. And how I would like everything to be as in the poetess’s poems: everything broken cups became whole again, and my beloved mother was never angry!

Moshkovskaya Emma Efraimovna
April 15, 1926

She received the profession of an opera singer, but all her life she wrote poetry for children.

Emma Efraimovna Moshkovskaya Russian children's writer and poetess was born in Moscow on April 15, 1926. In 1954 she graduated from the Gnessin Music and Pedagogical College, majoring in vocals (mezzo-soprano). She worked at the Arkhangelsk Philharmonic, then at the opera and choral studio at the Moscow Conservatory.

In 1961, Moshkovskaya’s first poems were published in the magazines “Murzilka”, “Pioneer”, “Counselor”. Her poems immediately received positive reviews from S. Ya. Marshak and K. I. Chukovsky. In 1962, Emma Efraimovna released her first collection of poems for children, Uncle Shar. It was followed by more than 20 collections of poems and fairy tales for preschool and junior school age. In 1967, Emma Moshkovskaya became a member of the Writers' Union.

In addition to poetry, she wrote prose, fairy tales, and did translations. The poems have been translated into different languages peace. Many of them became songs (“Deuce”, “Window”, “Tarators”). Songs based on Moshkovskaya’s poems can still be heard performed by the “stars” of Russian pop and rock music (for example, Fyodor Chistyakov and Sergei Mazaev).

“There are some songbirds that don’t care about anything. It's cold, and she's chirping. Rain, nasty weather, but she tweets. Put her in a cage and she will chirp carefreely there too. What and how she tweets is indifferent. The main thing is to tweet, tweet and tweet.
From the outside, Emma Moshkovskaya might have seemed like such a songbird. Moreover, she was a singer by profession. And her poems seemed to flow onto the paper word by word, line by line by themselves. Emma wrote a lot and, at first glance, easily. In fact, her life was not sweet, and you couldn’t call her a carefree songbird. It’s just that all of Moshkovskaya’s poems, even the not entirely successful ones, have always been real poetry that you breathe in like air.”
Leonid Yakhnin

There's a bulldog coming
Two pairs of legs
The nose will be flattened,
Tail chopped off
They gave it to his neck
big
medals.

There's a bulldog coming
There's a bulldog coming
The owner is holding a leash.
The mistress is a minor,
On it -
Panama summer.

The wind blew her panama hat away!
Behind Panama
We need to go straight
Award-winning bulldog
From Panama
Pulls to the side
Pulls to the side
Pulls to the side
He pulls out the leash!..
Panama,
Panama,
Rolled straight into a puddle.
Panama,
Panama,
What will our mother say?..
There's a bulldog coming
There's a bulldog coming
The bulldog rings with medals.
The bulldog is so ugly
So clumsy!
Medals,
Medals,
His medals shine
Medals,
Medals,
Why were they given them?..

Emma Efraimovna Moshkovskaya (1926-1981) - Russian children's writer and poetess. Born in Moscow. In 1954 she graduated from the Gnessin Music and Pedagogical College, majoring in vocals (mezzo-soprano). She worked at the Arkhangelsk Philharmonic, then at the opera and choral studio at the Moscow Conservatory. In 1961 she published her first poems in the magazines “Murzilka”, “Pioneer”, “Counselor”. Her works received positive reviews from S. Ya. Marshak and K. I. Chukovsky. In 1962 she published her first collection of poems for children, Uncle Shar. It was followed by more than 20 collections of poems and fairy tales for preschool and primary school age. In 1967, Emma Moshkovskaya became a member of the Writers' Union. In addition to poetry, she wrote prose, fairy tales, and did translations. Her poems, which subtly convey the child’s worldview and shades of childhood experiences, have been republished several times and translated into different languages ​​of the world. Thanks to their musicality and rhythm, many of them became songs (“Deuce”, “Window”, “Tarators”). Songs based on Moshkovskaya’s poems can still be heard performed by the “stars” of Russian pop and rock music (for example, Fyodor Chistyakov and Sergei Mazaev).

Poems about March for children

March-protalnik

March took off Mother Winter's fur coat,

And he shone with thawed patches,

And he danced drop by drop in silence.

The cockerel shouted to us about spring.

And in the light of days, in the darkness of nights

Suddenly the arable land began to breathe,

On the plumage of rooks

The arable land has become similar.

I look, jubilantly, into the blue

And I invite the rooks to visit us.

M. Sukhorukova

March

Loose snow darkens in March,

The ice on the window is melting.

Bunny running around the desk

And according to the map on the wall.

S. Marshak

March

As soon as the snow disappeared,

The guys went into the forest.

March sends greetings to everyone

And with it - a bouquet of snowdrops!

To Berestov

Spring song

The snow is no longer the same, it has turned black in the field.

The ice on the lakes cracked, as if it had been split.

The clouds are moving faster, the sky has become higher,

The sparrow chirped more cheerfully on the roof.

The stitches and paths are getting blacker every day,

And on the willows the earrings glow like silver.

S. Marshak

The picture is clear - spring has come

What's happened? What's the matter?

The sky suddenly turned blue

And the evil colds rushed away...

There are drops and puddles in the yard...

Who is to blame for this?

Well, of course, the month of March!

I. Pivovarova

Drops

There was a drop hanging on the nose of an evil owl in the forest,

Another drop in height on the plane's tail,

And the third - grab the ray, it’s about to fall from the cloud.

And what is shining in the eyes of the girl on skis?

Of course, this is not a tear, but simply a drop from the roof.

G. Gorbovsky

March

All the snowstorms have died down, and the frosts are not crackling.

Drops dripped from the roofs and icicles hung in a row.

March days have become more fun and warmer

In our garden, in the alleys, thawed patches are already visible.

V. Alferov

Spring Tale

The fish hit the ice together.

And ice began to drift on the river.

V. Berestov

The ice has broken

What's happened? What happened there?

Something big moved...

And it creaked and rustled,

And it groaned and walked...

Something is going on somewhere...

The ice has broken!

E. Moshkovskaya

Sparrow

In a gray patched vest

A sparrow sits on a branch

Swings on a branch.

The cold weather is ending.

Brown snow melts on the roof.

Well, the sun is getting higher.

Having survived the winter cold,

Sparrow shouts: “I’m alive!”

E. Avdienko

Solstice

Every day - every minute

The day is longer - the night is shorter.

Slowly, little by little

Drive winter away!

B. Berestov

Snowdrops

The sun has warmed the Christmas trees, the pines and fallen trees,

The first snowdrops boldly entered the clearing.

These spring days have straightened up and blossomed

Children are tender earths - to everyone's surprise.

They stand on a thawed patch, sway in the wind,

Like stars are shining, they smile at the forest.

Sometimes it rains and snowflakes fall,

And the snowdrops are blooming and making the world happy.

G. Ladonshchikov

March

The sun rises higher in March

Its rays are hot.

Soon the roof will be dripping,

The rooks will scream in the garden.

S. Marshak

Icicle

Gurgling in drops,

The icicle cried:

I wanted to sit higher

I wanted to climb onto the roof.

I stepped on the cornice -

And I'm afraid to fall down!

N. Polyakova

Spring song

The light drops told about spring,

Early in the morning they sang cheerfully about spring:

Spring! Spring! Spring is coming!

She brings warmth and light!

If the roofs are leaking and there are snowdrifts below,

So, the sun is hot, put away your skis!

A sparrow perked up high above the roof:

Today I will hear about spring before anyone else.

N. Vinogradova

Spring

Spring hurried to the river,

To slide on the skating rink.

Stepped onto solid ice floes -

The river depths opened up.

Spring hastened to the clearing,

Pick up snow in your palms,

Fluff, tender snowflakes -

And the snowdrop opened.

E. Moshkovskaya

How glorious it is to live in the world,

Especially in spring!

I'm walking and the warm wind

Like a forest, it runs after me.

The top of my head has thawed

At the bald hillock,

And it smells like fresh shavings

From the collective farm yard!

A. Logunov

Mother's day

Here is a snowdrop in a clearing,

I found it.

I'll take the snowdrop to mom,

Although it didn't bloom.

And me with the flower so tenderly

Mom hugged

That my snowdrop has opened

From her warmth.

G. Vieru

Winter gives way to spring