Acquaintance is not simple. It is time to interact the scientist with Africa seriously

Having hardly dived from a snow wind into a door IAfr RAN that on Spiridonovk St. in the center Moscow, I stepped on a rug with the "African" drawing, and in memory right there flashed: Deafened by a roar and the footfall, Invested with the fire and smokes, About you, washing Africa, in a whisper In heavens speak Serafima. The lines, written a century with superfluous back Stepanenkov Nicholas Gumilev after his travel on the black continent, recently sounded from lips Julia Peresild on representation "Ebenovaya skin" in "Zaryadye". Moreover under rhythms of the African drums with which Glavatskikh Petr dexterously coped. Reminiscence of the fine...