Olena Teliha

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Olena Teliha Biography

Olena Ivanivna Teliha (Ukrainian: Олена Іванівна Теліга, July 21, 1906 - February 21, 1942) was a Ukrainian poet and Ukrainian activist of Ukrainian and Belarusian ethnicity. Olena Teliha was born Elena Ivanovna Shovgeneva (Russian: Елена Ивановна Шовгенева) in the village of Ilyinskoe, near Moscow in Russia where her parents spent summer vacations. There are a several villages by this name in that area, and it is unknown exactly which one of them is Olena Teliha's birthplace. Her father was a civil engineer while her mother came from a family of Russian Orthodox priests. In 1918, she moved to Kiev with her family, when her father became a minister in the new UNR government. There they lived through the years of Ukrainian Civil War. When the Bolsheviks took over, her father moved to Czechoslovakia, and the rest of the family followed him in 1923. After living through the rise and fall of Ukrainian National Republic, Olena took an avid interest in Ukrainian language and literature. In Prague, she attended a Ukrainian teacher's college where she studied history and philology. She met a group of young Ukrainian poets in Prague and started writing poetry herself. After marrying, she moved to Warsaw, Poland, where she lived until the start of the Second World War. In 1939, like many of the young Ukrainians with whom she associated, Olena Teliha became a member of the Organization of Ukrainian Nationalists, within which she became an activist in cultural and educational matters. In 1941, Teliha and her husband Mykhailo Teliha (who she met and married in Czechoslovakia) moved back to Kiev[3], where she expanded her work as a cultural and literary activist, heading the Ukrainian Writers' Guild and editing a weekly cultural and arts newspaper "Litavry". A lot of her activities were in open defiance of the Nazi authorities. She watched her closest colleagues from the parent-newspaper "Ukrainian Word" ("Ukrayins'ke Slovo") get arrested and yet chose to ignore the dangers. She refused to flee, declaring that she would never again go into exile. She was finally arrested by the Gestapo and executed, aged 35, in Babi Yar in Kiev along with her husband. In the prison cell where she stayed, her last written words were scribbled on the wall: "Here was interred and from here goes to her death Olena Teliha".)

The Best Poem Of Olena Teliha

An Evening Song

Outside the panes, the day grows cold
Where broke the day's first clangour...
Close in my hands at eve I hold
Your hatred and your anger !

Place on my lap the cruel rocks
Day's memories repeat ;
The silver of your wormwood bring
And lay it at my feet.

So that your light, unfettered heart
May like a free fird sing ;
That you, the mightiest, may recline
And at my soft lips cling.

Soft as a child's low laughter, I,
With a warm kiss unsought,
Shall blot out all the flaming hell
Within your eyes and thought.

Tomorrow when the bugle's sound
First breaks the murk of dawn,
Then in the gloaming I myself
Will put your garments on.

You will not take my tears with you —
They are till later stored !
But I shall give you for the fight
My kiss, a piercing sword.

That you may have 'mid whistling steel —
For shouts or silence made —
Lips like a musket's stern discharge,
Hard as a sabre-blade.

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