Public Fund named after S. Eraliev is named after the national poet, Hero of the Kyrgyz Republic Suyunbai Eraliev.
Suyunbay Eraliev People’s Poet of Kyrgyzstan
People’s poet Suyunbay Eraliev was born on October 15, 1921 in the village «Uch-Emchek» of Talas region. In the very first days of the war, S. Eraliev went to the front and stayed there until the end of 1944. Participated in the defense of Moscow Panfilov division. Veteran of the Great Patriotic War, holder of the Order of the Patriotic War.
After the war, he worked in the regional newspaper, then after the formation of the Talas region, in the regional newspaper «Leninskoe Znamya» as an executive secretary. He wrote essays, notes, sketches. The poet’s poetic activity began at the front. Then he wrote letters in poetry home to his parents. These letters were so unusual that friends published them in the local newspaper. So, the poet’s creative path gradually began. Read more …
From popular poems by Suyunbay Eraliev
The path we call life.
It is not always pleasant and comfortable,
But if you were already born, then hold on!
Your horse gallops not only on the peaks
Gorges and streams along the way.
But you live in the world.
This means –
You have to swim and cross them.
If you fall down, don’t whine, don’t complain,
Get up and don’t put up with defeat.
Perseverance is rewarded with victory.
And you strive to the mysterious heights.
Give me a little morning wind,
So that he could die from my pages,
Comfort me on the far side.
Let him come to me
in the shine of the day,
Having become flowers, wormwood of mountains, steppes …
You are on the avenues of the city me
With the breath of our native land!
Native land, fatherland …
Give me a breath of healing air!
So that my little homeland
Was with me while my path is far.
But try to hold me, grab –
Can you hold water in a handful?
Will you bridle the wind?
If I stop,
If your heart gets tired,
Then spinning in space
The earth will cease,
Time will sink into the deep abyss.
After all, the planet and me
make up one .…..
I’m coming.
I am grain, from which the future sprouts!
I completely dissolve, piece by piece.
I distribute myself.
All I have given to the sky-high peaks,
Valleys, gorges, their own footsteps,
Left here.
Then, on the way back, in the morning,
I am gathering myself, and I will not recreate it.
And I won’t.
And there is more emptiness in the world.
I hear a moment fade away in a flash –
And time, like a composition, rumbled.
Feel the change of days –
Only in her life is accomplished. Above us all
Flies, irreversible and faster,
Burning Chariot – Time!
Hear the chant, in the night other than the day:
What are the twin trees singing about?
Here, too, life, different than in the past,
In it – the flight of time is irreversible.
Photos of the poet
Centenary
On October 15, 2021, we celebrated the 100th anniversary of Suyunbay Eraliev.
S.Eraliev is a poet of the great internal culture and intellectual depth. In all his poetry lies the imprint of intense work of thought and emotional sophistication. The world is reflected in all its complexity and splendor of his imaginary vision of the poet. The innovative style he introduced to the Kyrgyz poetry, his talent, the non-vanity of the worldview, and the deep roots of the moral concept of the world, man, time, and motherland land allowed him to become a forerunner of the national poetry. More …