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Eduard Asadov

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Eduard Arkadyevich Asadov (Russian: Эдуа́рд Арка́дьевич Аса́дов, IPA: [ɨdʊˈart ɐrˈkadʲjɪvʲɪtɕ ɐˈsadəf] ; September 7, 1923 – April 21, 2004) was a Russian poet and writer. Born in the town of Merv, Turkestan ASSR. Both parents were teachers.

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Eduard Asadov

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Eduard Arkadyevich Asadov (Russian: Эдуа́рд Арка́дьевич Аса́дов, IPA: [ɨdʊˈart ɐrˈkadʲjɪvʲɪtɕ ɐˈsadəf] ; September 7, 1923 – April 21, 2004) was a Russian poet and writer. Born in the town of Merv, Turkestan ASSR. Both parents were teachers.

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Eduard Arkadyevich Asadov (Russian: Эдуа́рд Арка́дьевич Аса́дов, IPA: [ɨdʊˈart ɐrˈkadʲjɪvʲɪtɕ ɐˈsadəf] ; September 7, 1923 – April 21, 2004) was a Russian poet and writer. Born in the town of Merv, Turkestan ASSR. Both parents were teachers. Father (born 1898) fought Dashnaks in the Caucasus during the Civil War. After his father's death in 1929, Eduard and his mother moved to Sverdlovsk to her father Ivan Kalustovich Kurdov. At the age of 8 Eduard composed his first poem, then entered the Pioneers' Organization and, later, Komsomol. Moved to Moscow in 1939, studied at school No.38 and until finishing in 1941. A week after graduation the USSR entered the Great Patriotic War. Asadov went to the front as a volunteer. As a soldier he was a mortar spotter, then assistant to commander of Katyusha battery at North-Caucasian and 4th Ukrainian Fronts. On the night of May 3–4, 1944 defending Sevastopol he was badly wounded by a shell fragment hitting his face. Hardly conscious he managed to drive his munition truck down to the artillery battery. After continuous treatment in many hospitals surgeons had not managed to save his eyes; to the end of his life he wore a black mask. His memories of those tragic times: "... What next? Next was hospital and twenty-six days of struggle between life and death. "To be or not to be?" the question was literally as simple as that. Delirious when unconscious, at short times of conscience I dictated postcard messages to mom trying hard to avoid words of dismay. That was really hard time, but youth and life overcame. By the way, there was a long row of hospitals that I went through. From Mamashai I was moved to Saki, then Simferopol, then Kislovodsk Hospital named after 10th Anniversary of October (sanatorium by now)...

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