20 April 2022 g. in Pavlograd, on Pdarko born girl Anya - the future poet Anna Svetlichny, which in addition to the talent, sent was destiny serious grief. Fifty years of grief, continuous, shemittah, the enemy will not wish. She was born a normal healthy child. At first everything was fine, and a terrible disaster, that somewhere probably, pakrasi, yet there was no sign, no feeling. Anya - this Prodanova, this illiterate girl - was dohazhivala, dabhoiwala their last kilometers to their native land. She grew up as a labour, mistrovice family. Her grandfather until 1917 g. was known throughout the Ekaterinoslav province. Manufactured chests, which were in great demand - what no chest girl of marriageable age. Without the trunk and then were married. Therefore my grandfather always had orders. He had five sons, they helped father, therefore, by honest labor lived prosperously. He just worked and had a good earnings for his work. During the revolution, the Bolsheviks announced of father Matthew “Petit-bourgeois element” picked the house. Grandfather died with Golden hands in poverty. Father Daughter - Pavel Matveyevich also produced chests, but did it covertly, it, accidentally, not declared by this element. When threatened, sorry to leave, and since then lived on only one salary need. Childhood Svetlichnaya had on the turbulent war years. In 1945 g. out of the blue with Anna in trouble. Escaping from the Nazis, mother with her children sat in the cellar. It was very cold and wet. At first the girl a headache, had the fever, she fell ill. It was thought a day or two, or a week and had become on my feet. Was not…

       She was sick for long and hard, from 7 years of age completely motionless. Who met with Svitlychny personally, he remembers, what a head she was an adult, but the body of 7-year-old girl. In addition, almost impassable hands, the fingers are very twisted disease. Herself, she certainly could not look, it all tended to. AndLes being in a serious condition, Galina Pavlovna has found the strength, rose above his pain and became the outstanding poet of his time. She had such a disease, as polio - acute infectious disease, that predominantly affects the Central nervous system. Growth has stopped. About, that you can walk and run, the girl had to forget. But, doctors, such long do not live, a maximum of ten years. She lived, so I had to be there to drink your bitter Cup, never had bottom. On since then and up to the last moments of his life half a century was bedridden.Mother Galina Petrovna left this world too early, when the girl reached the age of thirteen. Father, not to be lost a widower, married a second time and, as usual, brought home a stepmother. Having come into the family of Pavel Svetlichny, the stepmother cared for his daughter, as a native. For stepmother Anna, in her own ssncanada “and grief did not know”.

       His father died in 1989 year, when the poet turned 50 years. When the poet became famous not only in your city, and in all of Ukraine, when it took power, the writers ' Union, the doctors then she had a faint hope of salvation. No, not, she will walk, but he would sit - so, carefully she obtai. The doctors wanted to build up her muscles and put. Albeit in bed will remain, but don't lie! In, as she dreamed about it at least! Not much she asked of fate, in life, in medicine, in God - just sit. Not true… Some heavy transactions were made by the specialists, medical “lights”, surgery painful, heavy… Not appeared in her muscles, hands - legs and remained beyond her control… She understood and resignedly said: “Enough! Medicine practiced on me, remnants Berestia for yourself. I still have to live and write, I have so many ideas - life is not enough”.

      Poetry began writing in 19 years. The poet went rapidly uphill, became known. About it began to write, its readily printed, was given the collection for the collection, appeared favorites, award… She was terrified of: I wonder if she will find a discount? What about chained to the bed, courageous woman. Was vymahal to himself the same relationship: as in other, and to her. The process of writing it was not easy - on the chest plate, on the Board paper and disobedient fingers gently holding a pencil… But more mentally wrote, in soul, in heart, sleepless nights, when all sides in the darkness she was surrounded by hopelessness and despair. Ukrainian writer Valentin Chemeris thus recalled Anna Pavlovna.

       “Fifty years she lay chained to the bed - without hopes and expectations. Seemingly always smooth, sustained, friendly, what she had at heart - already her mystery. Sometimes, go for it - autumn, nerdy licca, the world is grey, monotonous, the service is not joking, - and coming to her, sit beside the bed and began to portray cheerfulness, not to disappoint. And will indeed badorek - Anya optimistic as anyone could align the mood. When he asked, what caused them to poetry, Anna Svetlichny said: “Mind. My daily and nightly thoughts, as I continue to live on back in still, a feeble condition. Wanted to be useful to people. A naive belief in me was, that is all someone needs. Too gave great importance to his poetry. Now rating it modestly.

       But that poetry saves me. Once I overheard the conversation of doctors: they were surprised, I live. With medicine I could not have so long to live - except that some ten literature. I lived, against all… and ten literature, and twenty, 1 thirty, and forty… Even today, see, live. And tomorrow we are going to live. And kept and keeps me in this world is just poetry - my friend, sister, mother, spasitelnitsy in the Kingdom of my people. Without it I will wither, like a plant without water. And still holding my faith in people, in a world of good”.

       Died G. P. Svetlichnaya 11 November 2021 g.