Never read much of his poetry, but that Colta interview where he said the problem was they didn't write Soviet verse, not that they wrote anti Soviet verse, stuck with me. 81.
Their story
Vladimir Khanan (born Khanan Iosifovich Babinsky; 9 May 1945 to 3 October 2026) was a Russian-Israeli poet, prose writer, playwright, and essayist. A distinctive voice of the Petersburg literary underground of the 1970s and 1980s, he later became a prolific Jerusalem-based author of poetry, short fiction, drama, and public commentary.…
Vladimir Khanan (born Khanan Iosifovich Babinsky; 9 May 1945 to 3 October 2026) was a Russian-Israeli poet, prose writer, playwright, and essayist. A distinctive voice of the Petersburg literary underground of the 1970s and 1980s, he later became a prolific Jerusalem-based author of poetry, short fiction, drama, and public commentary. He died in Jerusalem at the age of 81.
Khanan was born in Yerevan on 9 May 1945. His father, an economist who later worked as a factory deputy director, registered the biblical Jewish given name Khanan at the registry office, in memory of a grandfather killed in occupied Odessa and a brother who died during the war. Relatives preferred the everyday Russian name Vladimir, and for years he was known as Volodya. Only later did he reclaim Khanan as a literary surname. Seven childhood years were spent in the Volga town of Uglich. From the mid-1950s the family lived in Leningrad and, from 1956 to 1968, in Pushkin (formerly Tsarskoye Selo), whose parks and imperial residue remained a lasting imaginative landscape.
He studied history at Leningrad State University and completed the history faculty with a specialization in the history of the USSR, though he did not collect a diploma. Like many unofficial writers of his generation, he supported himself with odd jobs: fitter-assembler, laboratory assistant, lift operator, night watchman, and boiler-room operator. Those boiler rooms and communal flats were also social hubs of the city's second literary culture.
In the early 1970s he entered Leningrad's unofficial literary milieu. Recommended by poet Nonna Slepakova, he took part in a 1971 conference of young Northwest writers and attended the literary studio of Alexander Kushner, whose circle prized classical versification. Khanan's own early poems joined traditional metre with an alogical imagery rooted in Mandelstam, Pasternak, and early Zabolotsky. Official outlets largely rejected him. He later recalled that editors once demanded a patriotic "locomotive" poem as the price of publication in Aurora; he refused. After he signed submissions Vladimir Khanan rather than Babinsky, he said, editors treated him as unprintable. He published instead in samizdat journals such as Chasy and Mitin zhurnal, and abroad in Continent, Alef, 22, and other titles. Friendship with Yulia Voznesenskaya opened a salon world that included Viktor Krivulin, Elena Ignatova, Konstantin Kuzminsky, Vladimir Erl, and others. He also remained close to Boris Kupriyanov and to nonconformist painters, and painted himself, showing work with the TEII circle.
Khanan rejected the later label "underground." In a 2017 Colta.ru interview he insisted: "We were not an underground in any sense of that word." The circle, he said, issued typescript magazines, held apartment readings that often outdrew official evenings, and called itself "left" or a "second literary reality." He declined to join Club-81, arguing that writers should not negotiate with the KGB for token publication rights. Annual stays in Lithuania, especially in the village of Liskiava, became what he called a Europeanizing ferment that sharpened his view of Russia; Lithuanian themes recur in his verse. Biblical and classical myth, including Odysseus and Philoctetes, supplied another durable repertoire.
In 1996 he repatriated to Israel and settled in Jerusalem. There he published poetry, prose, and essays steadily: One-Day Guest (2001), Aura of Fact and Indefinite Article (2002), Up the Staircase Leading to the Windowsill (2006), Autumn Motifs of the Capital and the Provinces (2007), Return (Saint Petersburg, 2010), And the Wind Returns (2014), a three-volume Selected Works (2016), State of the Organism (2020), and On the Edge (2024). His poems and stories appeared in Zvezda, Znamya, Volga, Interpoeziya, Jerusalem Journal, Article, Seagull, Novy Zhurnal, and many other magazines across some twelve countries. He also wrote hundreds of journalistic essays for Israeli and American Russian-language media, took part in the Jerusalem literary association Stolitsa, and appeared at festivals including Petersburg Bridges (2012) and Baltic Ring in Tartu (2018). A filmed reading for the Ot Avtora cycle was recorded in November 2017 at Moscow's Gulag History Museum.
Khanan's late prose often revisits childhood, friendship, Jewish memory, and the comic and bitter textures of everyday life. He wrote of a wife, a daughter, and a grandson in autobiographical pieces, without publishing their names. He remained, by temperament, a nonconformist who prized craft over institutional belonging. Russian and Israeli literary communities remembered him as a bridge between Petersburg's second culture and Jerusalem's Russian-language letters. He died in Jerusalem on 3 October 2026.
Biography adapted from Russian Wikipedia (Khanan, Vladimir); NEWSru.co.il obituary 3 Oct 2026; Literators of Saint Petersburg XX century encyclopedia (lavkapisateley.spb.ru); Colta.ru interview 28 Jun 2017; litkarta.ru; ejw. Wikipedia ↗
In their own words
“We were not an underground in any sense of that word.”
Colta.ru interview with Evgeny Kogan, 28 June 2017, on Leningrad's second literary culture
“The problem was that we did not write Soviet verse.”
Colta.ru interview, explaining why official magazines would not print his circle
“Unfreedom brings people together; freedom pulls them apart.”
Colta.ru interview, reflecting on post-Soviet literary friendships
“You cannot go to the assembly of the wicked.”
Recalling Vladimir Erl's biblical phrasing for refusing Club-81, Colta.ru interview
“I wrote that the greatest influence on me was everyone.”
Colta.ru interview, on being asked who shaped his work
“Russia punishes its singers... Russia punishes.”
From the poem In Memory of Mandelstam, as performed in the Ot Avtora cycle
“For a citizen of the world, for a wanderer, a tramp, a sailor, there is no fatherland.”
From the early poem-cycle voice of Odysseus quoted in the Saint Petersburg encyclopedia entry
“This was a golden time: poor, nervous, merry, drunken, and very friendly. But it ended.”
Colta.ru interview, remembering apartment readings and left art shows

That line gets quoted a lot, for good reason.