Vladimir Arkhipov: biography, creativity, career, personal life

From the biography

 Vladimir Afanasievich Arkhipov was born in 1939 in the Kirov region. In a peasant family, he was the second son. Father Athanasiy Dmitriyevich walked the battle route from Moscow to Berlin, and mother, Efrosinya Nikolaevna, worked in the village. For the first time poems of young Vladimir appeared in the district and regional newspaper, in “Pioneerskaya Pravda” and in the magazine “Smena”.

Graduated from the Kirov agricultural technical school and went to the whole, where he worked as a correspondent. He graduated from the Faculty of Journalism at Moscow State University and the Literary Institute He worked in the newspaper “BAM” and walked many tayezh kilometers. In 1979 he moved with his family to Krasnodar — to his wife’s homeland, where he lives to the present day.

Poetic collections Names

of verse collections speak for themselves and for the poet. He writes about the pioneers, how people live and love, that they save faith and love, that Rus will rise from ashes, that Vyat character is a Russian miracle. Wants people to live in joy, to love life as much as he does, and asks to give a hand to another. He likes to write about unquenchable love, happy people and swan fidelity. He believes that nobody won the Russian soldier. When his poems are recited, man’s faith grows stronger.

Pushkin and village Russia

Really, how connected these three concepts are! How long do they go not so much hand in hand with man as soul to soul! Children’s years of man flow with a poet who loved the Motherland and who extolled a sense of love both to the Motherland and to the woman. During the war Hitler failed to destroy our culture. In the post-war time, the author grew up on Pushkin’s poems and in his formation as a poet “Russia, Pushkin and Love” played a staggering role. Now all together these words for the author as a covenant on which he relies to fight for high morals — kindness and humanity.


author’s initial mood is optimistic, solemn. He admires his native Russian sunset. Recalls ancestors who gave amazing nature-related names. Further on, the poet’s voice becomes disturbing. The poet’s reflections are connected with today’s fate of village Russia. The sounds of native land are not the same. They’re empty. He’s scared like a graveyard. The beauty of the home side is dead. The author’s wishes sound simultaneously with sadness, but also with faith in the future. He believes that a small homeland covers man, and he should not lose touch with the earth.

Small homeland

Poet writes about his favorite region, that in Vyatka land he popularizes literary creativity and instills children love for poetry and native land. Vyat Krai is famous for light and heroic place names. It has a lot of museums. God gave this land with wings.

It is a poem about the poet’s minor homeland — Vyat Land, to which he comes almost every summer. He came to bow to the Vasnetsov house. This region is full of springs and riches. And the name of the artist Vasnetsov is a symbol of Vyat Krai. The small homeland gives a person the strength to support the weak, self-belief, in a good life. Vyatka as a piece of “light-bearing Russia”. The poet asks for that light that purifies man’s soul.

Forgive me, Mom

This poem is about a mother’s traditional desire for her son to find a good wife. The lines about remorse and that the mother’s life path is already over sound sad. It seems to him that his mother lives in him. The flashback of the closest man who loves his son and wishes him a grateful fate ends on a joking wave.

About love so want to create

In the first lines the author recalls about the deaf taiga – about the time when he built BAM. He wasn’t cowering or sad. Then he was loved by the best girl. He neglected the best place of life — Moscow. He played sports, became a famous poet. Went through many trials. He was and remained a romantic, in nature a villager. The author thanks the “voluptuous sense” of love he carried through his entire life and which warmed him and saved him. The words that he was loved by the best girl became a covenant of life for him.

In the poem, the author rejoices that he and she are alive. It’s husband and wife. Their lives are not an easy path, and much has already been lost. But ahead is the storm of the next heights! They were engaged by spring. Their joint world is a world where there are “no chiefs, no chinush.” Sun for warmth, young grass as a symbol of life and love as a supreme state of mind — that’s what man always needs.

Popularizer of literary creativity

For many years V. Arkhipova trains young writers in the studio “Inspiration”. Every year the children’s poetry contest “Winged Swing”, Days of Poetry of Kuban is held in Krasnodar. He has been called the “poet of young hearts.”

From personal life

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wife — Tamara Vasilyevna — always remains not only a devoted admirer of her husband, but also his associate. She helps him design and edit books. And his poems never stop sounding words of love for the best of women. Every summer they go to Vyatka. They are waiting for the old hut of Vladimir’s parents, which requires care and repair.

Anastasia’s daughter, whom the poet loves immensely, is dedicated to the poem of the same name.

At any time of year, the daughter’s name is on his father’s lips. Wonderful name for him is connected with nature — with the tree, with the rowan. The pure Russian name poet links by pronunciation to the word “Russia”. The two words are not separable. The author also recalls her grandmother Efrosinya — the mother of the poet, whom the daughter resembles. Daughter Anastasia carries light and warmth in the house. He has a soul ache for her. Without Russia and his daughter — without two of these sunnies — he can’t.

Kuban vyatich

With Vyat roots, who conquered the Kuban hearts, created a fantastic career of an all-Russian poet with numerous literary regalia, Vladimir Arkhipov lives bright , a busy life and still engaged in creativity. From his poetry smells the scent of a bright, spiritualized life. He doctors the hearts of people with his love of life, his optimism.

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