Yesenin Sergey - The soul is sad about heaven. Sergey Yesenin

Soul mourns for heaven
She is not a tenant of the local fields.
I love it when in the trees
The fire is green.

That boughs of golden trunks,
Like candles, they glow before a mystery,
And the stars of words bloom
On their original foliage.

I understand the earth's verb,
But I will not shake off this flour,
Like a dol reflected in the waters
Suddenly a comet in the sky.

So the horses do not shake off their tails
In the ridges of their drinking moon ...
Oh, if you could grow your eyes
Like these leaves, in depth.

1919

Notes

Alexander Borisovich Kusikov(1896-1977), to whom the poem was addressed in the first printed text, is a poet, met Yesenin in 1918, one of the four leaders of the Imagist association. V.G. Shershenevich wrote: “... it was easier to count the hours that we, Yesenin, Mariengof, Kusikov and I, did not spend together than the hours of friendship and dates” (collection “My century, my friends and girlfriends”, M., 1990, p. 570). Yesenin is dedicated to Kusikov’s poem “Curls the day. - It’s you who is a guest in the city ...”, marked in April 1919, the relationship with which is visible in Yesenin’s poem (Kusikov A. “To Nowhere”, M., 1920, p. 24 ). Together with Kusikov, Yesenin in 1921 published the collection "Star Bull". Noting the extreme heterogeneity of the Imagist poets, some critics at the same time found certain intonational and stylistic similarities between the poems of Yesenin and Kusikov. In January 1922, A.B. Kusikov, together with B.A. Pilnyak, left for Revel, from there - to Berlin. On February 4, 1922, from Revel, he wrote to N.S. Ashukin: “... we do not forget all my “friends” of the Imagists Yesenin, Mariengof, Shershenevich either by the press or by reports at the evenings. There were many articles in the Russian newspapers Posledniye Izvestia and others, and foreign ones in particular. I send the clippings to Brother Reuben. You can have a look at him. In addition to these general articles (tell the Imagineviches), now in the third issue there is a continuation of the History of Russian Imagism. With a full description of all the scandals, manifestos, streets, the Passion Monastery, mobilization, etc. This is written by a foreigner who was all the time in Russia, collecting all sorts of documents and, having learned about my arrival, ran to me for additional information, but I had to make sure that he knew everything better than me. In any case, this is a digression in my letter, so that you kiss Yesenin at a meeting, give him my<...>the warmest greetings, read these lines and my address, if he needs it for something ”(RGALI). Upon Yesenin's arrival in Berlin in May 1922, A.B. Kusikov accompanied him both in life and in public speeches. Their joint performances in Berlin also took place after Yesenin returned from America. A.B. In the first publication, Kusikov was dedicated to the cycle “Moscow Tavern”, his name is found in an early version of one of the poems of the cycle (“Sing, Sandro! Bring me back ...”). After Yesenin returned to his homeland, their relationship broke off.

Sergei Alexandrovich Yesenin

Soul mourns for heaven
She is a tenant of otherworldly fields.
I love it when in the trees
The fire is green.

That boughs of golden trunks,
Like candles, they glow before a mystery,
And the stars of words bloom
On their original foliage.

I understand the earth's verb,
But I will not shake off this flour,
Like a dol reflected in the waters
Suddenly a comet in the sky.

So the horses do not shake off their tails
In the ridges of their drinking moon ...
Oh, if you could grow your eyes
Like these leaves, in depth.

Written in 1919, the poem "The soul is sad about heaven ..." was originally addressed to Alexander Borisovich Kusikov (1896-1977) - one of the leaders of the Imagist movement.

Alexander Kusikov

Yesenin met him after the Great October Revolution. Poet friends spent a lot of time together. Kusikov dedicated to Sergei Alexandrovich the poem “Curls for a day. “You are a guest in the city limits…”. Together they published the Star Bull collection in 1921.

Sergei Yesenin and poet Alexander Borisovich Kusikov (Kusikyan). 1919

In the winter of 1922, Alexander Borisovich went to Revel, from there he left for Berlin. In the German capital, the poets met during Yesenin's travel abroad. In the first publication, the Moscow Tavern cycle was provided with a dedication to Kusikov. In an early edition of the work “Sing, Sandro! Call me again ... ”his name is found. Communication between friends ceased after the return of Sergei Alexandrovich to the Soviet Union.

Already in the early texts of Yesenin, religious images and motifs appear in large numbers. This is connected both with the upbringing of the poet (my grandmother was a believer, she went on pilgrimages), and with education (he studied at a parish school). His attitude towards religion changed from time to time. Then he read the Gospel, finding a lot of new things for himself. He said that all the Mykols, Jesuses and Mothers of God found in his works should be treated as "fabulous in poetry." “The soul is sad about heaven ...” is a poem of amazing beauty, imbued with sincere religious feelings. The lyrical hero strives for spiritual insight, finding the Lord. The most important role in this process is played by unity with nature. The work contains a description of the details of the surrounding landscape. For this, the most beautiful means of artistic expression are selected - accurate, bright, original. For example, leaves swaying in the wind are compared to green fire stirring on trees. The hero of the poem does not close within the framework of earthly nature, he does not think of himself outside the eternal universal processes, therefore stars and comets are mentioned in the work. It turns out that all four elements are reflected in the text - earth (trees, cornfields, “land verb”), water (“dolles reflected in the waters”), air (celestial bodies) and fire (boughs of golden trunks glow like candles). As is often the case in Yesenin's lyrics, the world is a single whole, an integral part of which is a person.

“The soul is sad about heaven ...” Sergei Yesenin

Soul mourns for heaven
She is a tenant of otherworldly fields.
I love it when in the trees
The fire is green.

That boughs of golden trunks,
Like candles, they glow before a mystery,
And the stars of words bloom
On their original foliage.

I understand the earth's verb,
But I will not shake off this flour,
Like a dol reflected in the waters
Suddenly a comet in the sky.

So the horses do not shake off their tails
In the ridges of their drinking moon ...
Oh, if you could grow your eyes
Like these leaves, in depth.

Analysis of Yesenin's poem "The soul is sad for heaven ..."

Written in 1919, the poem "The soul is sad about heaven ..." was originally addressed to Alexander Borisovich Kusikov (1896-1977), one of the leaders of the imaginist movement. Yesenin met him after the Great October Revolution. Poet friends spent a lot of time together. Kusikov dedicated to Sergei Alexandrovich the poem “Curls for a day. “You are a guest in the city limits…”. Together they published the Star Bull collection in 1921. In the winter of 1922, Alexander Borisovich went to Revel, from there he left for Berlin. In the German capital, the poets met during Yesenin's travel abroad. In the first publication, the Moscow Tavern cycle was provided with a dedication to Kusikov. In an early edition of the work “Sing, Sandro! Call me again ... ”his name is found. Communication between friends ceased after the return of Sergei Alexandrovich to the Soviet Union.

Already in the early texts of Yesenin, religious images and motifs appear in large numbers. This is connected both with the upbringing of the poet (my grandmother was a believer, she went on pilgrimages), and with education (he studied at a parochial school). His attitude towards religion changed from time to time. Then he read the Gospel, finding a lot of new things for himself. He said that all the Mykols, Jesuses and Mothers of God found in his works should be treated as "fabulous in poetry." “The soul is sad about heaven ...” is a poem of amazing beauty, imbued with sincere religious feelings. The lyrical hero strives for spiritual insight, finding the Lord. The most important role in this process is played by unity with nature. The work contains a description of the details of the surrounding landscape. For this, the most beautiful means of artistic expression are selected - accurate, bright, original. For example, leaves swaying in the wind are compared to green fire stirring on trees. The hero of the poem does not close within the framework of earthly nature, he does not think of himself outside the eternal universal processes, therefore stars and comets are mentioned in the work. It turns out that all four elements are reflected in the text - earth (trees, cornfields, “land is a verb”), water (“a valley reflected in the waters”), air (celestial bodies) and fire (boughs of golden trunks glow like candles). As is often the case in Yesenin's lyrics, the world is a single whole, an integral part of which is a person.

Yesenin S. A. - "The soul is sad about heaven"

Soul mourns for heaven
She is a tenant of otherworldly fields.
I love it when in the trees
The fire is green.

That boughs of golden trunks,
Like candles, they glow before a mystery,
And the stars of words bloom
On their original foliage.

I understand the earth's verb,
But I will not shake off this flour,
Like a dol reflected in the waters
Suddenly a comet in the sky.

So the horses do not shake off their tails
In the ridges of their drinking moon ...
Oh, if you could grow your eyes
Like these leaves, in depth.

R. Kleiner reads

Rafael Aleksandrovich Kleiner (born June 1, 1939, village of Rubezhnoye, Lugansk region, Ukrainian SSR, USSR) - Russian theater director, People's Artist of Russia (1995).
From 1967 to 1970 he was an actor at the Moscow Drama and Comedy Theater on Taganka.

Yesenin Sergey Alexandrovich (1895-1925)
Yesenin was born into a peasant family. From 1904 to 1912 he studied at the Konstantinovsky Zemstvo School and at the Spas-Klepikovskaya School. During this time, he wrote more than 30 poems, compiled a handwritten collection "Sick Thoughts" (1912), which he tried to publish in Ryazan. The Russian village, the nature of central Russia, oral folk art, and most importantly, Russian classical literature had a strong influence on the formation of the young poet, directed his natural talent. Yesenin himself at different times named different sources that fed his work: songs, ditties, fairy tales, spiritual poems, “The Tale of Igor's Campaign”, the poetry of Lermontov, Koltsov, Nikitin and Nadson. Later he was influenced by Blok, Klyuev, Bely, Gogol, Pushkin.
From Yesenin's letters of 1911-1913, the complicated life of the poet emerges. All this was reflected in the poetic world of his lyrics in 1910 - 1913, when he wrote more than 60 poems and poems. Here his love for all living things, for life, for his homeland is expressed (“The scarlet light of dawn was woven on the lake ...”, “Smoke high water ...”, “Birch”, “Spring evening”, “Night”, “Sunrise ”, “Winter sings - calls out ...”, “Stars”, “Dark night, can’t sleep ...”, etc.)
Yesenin's most significant works, which brought him fame as one of the best poets, were created in the 1920s.
Like any great poet, Yesenin is not a thoughtless singer of his feelings and experiences, but a poet - a philosopher. Like all poetry, his lyrics are philosophical. Philosophical lyrics are poems in which the poet speaks about the eternal problems of human existence, conducts a poetic dialogue with man, nature, earth, the universe. An example of the complete interpenetration of nature and man is the poem “Green Hairstyle” (1918). One develops in two plans: a birch is a girl. The reader will never know who this poem is about - about a birch tree or about a girl. Because a person here is likened to a tree - the beauty of the Russian forest, and she - to a person. Birch in Russian poetry is a symbol of beauty, harmony, youth; she is bright and chaste.
The poetry of nature, the mythology of the ancient Slavs, are imbued with such poems of 1918 as “Silver Road...”, “Songs, songs about what are you shouting about?”, “I left my dear home...”, “Golden foliage spun...” etc.
Yesenin's poetry of the last, most tragic years (1922 - 1925) is marked by a desire for a harmonious worldview. Most often, in the lyrics one feels a deep understanding of oneself and the Universe (“I don’t regret, I don’t call, I don’t cry ...”, “The golden grove dissuaded ...”, “Now we are leaving a little ...”, etc.)
The poem of values ​​in Yesenin's poetry is one and indivisible; everything is interconnected in it, everything forms a single picture of the “beloved homeland” in all its diversity of shades. This is the highest ideal of the poet.
Having passed away at the age of 30, Yesenin left us a wonderful poetic legacy, and as long as the earth lives, Yesenin, the poet, is destined to live with us and “sing with his whole being in the poet the sixth part of the earth with the short name “Rus”.

This audiobook is dedicated to the work of the great Russian poet Sergei Alexandrovich Yesenin (1895-1925). The publication is based on the most famous first scientific collection of works by S. Yesenin in five volumes (State Publishing House of Fiction. Moscow, 1961), built according to the chronological-genre principle.

The audiobook includes 168 poems and 3 poems ("Pugachev", "Anna Snegina", "The Black Man"), which most fully reflected the spiritual path of the poet - a deeply religious person who gave high standards of not only traditional, but also spiritual lyrics (" Mykola”, “The Lord went to torture people in love…”, “I smell the rainbow of God…”), who was destined for an honest Christian martyrdom at the end of his life.

Speaking about the importance of Yesenin for Russia, the well-known critic and literary critic A.V. Gulin notes that: “Yesenin is not just a classic of Russian literature. Throughout the 20th century, bypassing slander and silence that lasted for years, ... he continued to be the most necessary, dear interlocutor for Russians. Just like people of the same era with him, we still experience what he said as sacred, our own. Yesenin's poetry rightfully belongs to each of us and at the same time to the whole that we make together as a people ... ".

Currently, Sergei Yesenin is a poet of national fame. Many of his poems have become folk songs, including spiritual ones, such as the poem "O Mother of God ...".

The works of S. Yesenin were read by the outstanding master of the artistic word Rafael Alexandrovich Kleiner, one of the brightest representatives of the art of the living, “sounding word”. The exemplary Russian speech, the artist's diverse performing talent, natural temperament, careful attitude to the word - all this allowed R. Kleiner to create another magnificent solo program already in the "audiobook" genre, and with his voice, which has the richest palette of speech colors, accurately and soulfully convey to listeners lyrical revelations of the brilliant Russian poet.

Autobiography

Poems (1910 - October 1917)

1. “It's already evening. Dew…"
2. “Where there are cabbage beds…”
3. "Winter sings - calls out ..."
4. Imitation of the song
5. “The scarlet light of dawn wove out on the lake ...”
6. "Smoke high water ..."
7. "The bird cherry is throwing snow ..."
8. Kaliki
9. “Tanyusha was good, there was no more beautiful in the village ...”
10. "Play, play, talyanochka, raspberry furs ..."
11. “The evening is smoking, the cat is dozing on the beam…”
12. Birch
13. Mykola
14. Powder
15. Easter Annunciation
16. Good morning!
17. "Trinity morning, morning canon ..."
18. “Beloved land! The heart is dreaming ... "
19. “I will go to Sufi as a humble monk…”
20. “The Lord went to torture people in love…”
21. “It is not the winds that shower the forests…”
22. In the hut
23. "Goy you, Russia, my dear ..."
24. “I am a shepherd; my chambers…”
25. "The melted clay dries ..."
26. “I feel the rainbow of God…”
27. "Prayers are walking along the road ..."
28. "You are my abandoned land ..."
29. "Sweat-smelling black howl! .."
30. "Swamps and swamps ..."
31. Russia
32. "I'm a miserable wanderer ..."
33. "Is my side, my side ..."
34
35. “Our faith has not gone out…”
36. "In the land where the yellow nettle ..."
37. Cow
38. Song of the dog
39. "Without a hat, with a bast knapsack ..."
40. Autumn
41. "I'm tired of living in my native land ..."
42. "Behind the dark strand of woods..."
43. "Do not wander, do not crush in the crimson bushes ..."
44. "I'm here again, in my own family ..."
45. "In the moon lace furtively ..."
46. ​​"Beyond the mountains, behind the yellow valleys..."
47. “Hewn drogs sang…”
48. Baby Jesus
49. “The road thought about the red evening ...”
50. "Farewell, dear forest ..."
51. "Rowan reddened ..."
52. "Where the mystery always slumbers ..."
53. Fox
54. "You didn't believe in my God..."
55. “In the crimson glow, the sunset is fizzy and foamy ...”
56. "I danced, wept the autumn rain ..."
57. Oktoech
58. "I'll look into the field, I'll look into the sky ..."
59. “The winds didn’t blow in vain…”
60. "Wake me up early tomorrow..."

Poems (October 1917 - 1924)

1. Advent
2. “The wind is whistling under a steep fence…”
3. "Where are you, where are you, father's house ..."
4. “O Mother of God…”
5. "About arable land, arable land, arable land ..."
6. "Fields are compressed, groves are bare ..."
7. "I'm wandering through the first snow ..."
8. "Oh, I believe, I believe, there is happiness! .."
9. Queen
10. "Snow, like porous honey ..."
1. "Green hair..."
12. "Silver road ..."
13. "Open to me, guard beyond the clouds..."
14. "Here it is, stupid happiness ..."
15. "I left my dear home ..."
16. “Golden foliage spun…”
17. "The soul is sad about heaven ..."
18. "In autumn, an owl snarls ..."
19. "I am the last poet of the village..."
20. Hooligan
21. Confessions of a bully
22. "Are you my side, side! .."
23. "All living things with a special meta..."
24. "Mysterious world, my ancient world..."
25. “I don’t regret, I don’t call, I don’t cry ...”
26. “Don't swear. Such a thing!..”
27. "I will not deceive myself..."
28. “Yes! Now it's decided. No return…”
29. “They drink here again, fight and cry…”
30. “Rash, harmonica. Boredom… Boredom…”
31. “Sing, sing. On the damn guitar ... "
32. “This street is familiar to me…”
33. “I have one fun left ...”
34. “A blue fire swept…”
35. “You are as simple as everyone else…”
36. “Let you be drunk by others…”
37. "Honey, let's sit next to me..."
38. "I'm sad to look at you..."
39. "You don't torment me with coolness ..."
40. “Evening brought black eyebrows…”
41. "Joy is given to the rude..."
42. "I've never been so tired..."
43. "Young years with forgotten glory ..."
44. Letter to mother
45. “We are now leaving a little…”
46. ​​Homecoming
47. Pushkin
48. “Now do not scatter this sadness ...”
49. Soviet Russia
50. "The golden grove dissuaded ..."
51. Son of a bitch
52. "Low house with blue shutters..."
53. Stanzas
54. Russia leaving
55. Letter to a woman
56. Snowstorm
57. Spring

Poems (1924 - 1925)

Persian motifs
1. “My former wound has subsided ...”
2. “I asked the money changer today…”
3. “Shagane you are mine, Shagane!..”
4. "You said that Saadi..."
5. “I have never been to the Bosphorus…”
6. "Evening light of the saffron region ..."
7. "The air is clear and blue..."
8. "Cold gold of the moon ..."
9. “There are such doors in Khorossan…”
10. "The blue homeland of Ferdusya ..."
11. “Being a poet means the same thing…”
12. "Hands of a sweetheart - a pair of swans ..."
13. "Why does the moon shine so dimly ..."
14. "Stupid heart, don't beat!.."
15. "A sea of ​​sparrow voices ..."
16. "Blue and cheerful country ..."

Poems of 1925

17. Dog Kachalov
18. "Unspeakable blue gentle..."
19. Song
20. "Dawn calls to another ..."
21. “Blue May. The glowing warmth…”
22. "Uncomfortable liquid lunarness ..."
23. Goodbye Baku! I won't see you..."
24. “Bless every work, good luck!..”
25. “It looks like it’s been done forever…”
26. “I'm going through the valley. On the back of the cap…”
27. “The feather grass is sleeping. The plain is expensive…”
28. "I remember, darling, I remember ..."
29. “Life is a deception with a bewitching longing…”
30. “Above the window is a month. Under the window the wind ... "
31. "Rash talyanka, loudly, rash, talyanka boldly! .."
32. “I haven’t seen such beautiful ones ...”
33. "Oh, how many cats in the world ..."
34. "You sing me that song that before ..."
35. "In this world, I'm just a passer-by ..."
36. “Oh, you sleigh! And the horses, the horses!”
37. "Snow jam is crushed and pricked ..."
38. “Blue fog. Snow expanse ... "
39. “Listen. the sleigh is rushing, you hear - the sleigh is rushing ... "
40. “Blue jacket. Blue eyes…"
41. "In the evening blue, in the evening moonlight ..."
42. "Snowy plain, white moon..."
43. “Poor writer, is it you…”
44. “Small forests. Steppe and gave ... "
45. "Flowers tell me - goodbye ..."
46. ​​"You are my fallen maple, icy maple ..."
47. “What a night! I cant…"
48. "Don't look at me reproachfully..."
49. "You don't love me, don't feel sorry for me..."
50. “Who am I? What am I? Just a dreamer…”
51. "Goodbye, my friend, goodbye ..."