Poetry

The poems of Sergey Esenin are the sensational, intriguing and incredibly melodic peak of the Russian poetry of the Silver Century. Esenin is fairly called the "songwriter of the brush" and "the last poet of the village", since no one else was able to express with such naked, wounding soul sincerity the unlimited love for its homeland, its bright beauty and the turning Russian heart. The creative heritage of the poet is an amazing evolution from the pure, smelling of apples and honey peasant space to the rebellion lyrics of urban cabbages and the mature, tragic philosophy. On the pages of his collections, the brass roches, the golden fields, and flooded by the slurry of the lake are lived, and then the place is given to the narrow accords of the rebellion cycle **"Moscow Kabatskaya"** and the exotic, pure motives **"Persian motives"** with their famous "Shagane you my, Shagane ...". Esenin's poetry is incredibly musical (not accidentally dozens of his poems have become cult romance and songs): it is blended with the humilians, the tremendous sadness of the falling youth, the gorgeous regret and the pronouncing confession, which reaches the peak in the poem "The Black Man". The autumn managed to create a miracle – his poems are deprived of a complex modernist wisdom, but at the same time they beat exactly to the goal, turning the soul to the ignorance. This is a poem of naked nerves, untouched passion and eternal, bright tossy, which is understandable and close to everyone who once smiled from the beauty of the autumn November or experienced a storm of irresponsible love. ** About what the poems in three words:** Fatherland, Soul, Rebellion. To everyone who is looking for a living, striking emotion in poetry, to those who appreciate the thin landscape and love lyrics, and to those who want to feel the depth and contradiction of the mysterious Russian soul.