Фурнаджиев

There is hardly a Bulgarian poet with a more expressive appearance than that of Furnadzhiev. It contains great expressive power. His face resembles some Negro deity, primitive, crude, clumsily carved. There is something very pre-cultural, pagan in him, very much the emanation of pure "nature". A strong, earthly, vital poet, he immediately conquers you with his poetic power. All his poetry is filled with earthly aromas. Especially his early lyrics are filled with a powerful jubilation. Clearly, before us is a poet with enormous energy and great vital reserves. If he were an artist, he would certainly be from the school of Jordaens, if he were a prose writer, he would certainly model images like Rabelais, if he were a poet, he could not but be Furnadzhiev. We do not know how else this brute force of nature could have been poured out, if not in such highly dramatic, powerful, impulsive poems. He resembles a poetic spirit that constantly calls upon the earthly forces of life. Isn't he a kind of continuation of the earth, of the soil, of the stones, of the roots of trees in literature? There are no features in him that would speak of a pure manifestation of the "spiritual." And yet he is not an enemy of air and space, of dreams and reveries. But the spiritual processes in him flow through his dynamic-impulsive nature.