[000:00:00;00] they determined, well, it was emerald or chorisoprase, but the examination determined, everything was confirmed , so, in fact, maria ivanovna lived a long life, so in ninety-three she came to the museum and offered this ring to the museum, and some collectors found out and offered money, but she she said that she wanted this thing to be in the museum and she sold it, for some ridiculous money, as they told me then, two or three sterled, the price is, well, even now the sterled is more expensive, but in in principle, it would be enough for you and me, yes, to rummage according to our pockets, but time has still preserved technical progress, preserved for us another such miracle, but besides, so to speak, some things that are convenient for us , those who dared made recordings of their voices at

the beginning of the 20th century. who dared to take a photograph in the middle of the 19th century, yes, yes, that’s it, but in fact, yesenin still made several recordings, you and i know, yes, my favorite recording is the monologue of the flapper from pugachev’s poem, and we now have one the opportunity to listen to sergei alexandrovich’s replenishment, this makes a strong impression, i warn the audience who hasn’t heard, right? mad, bloody murk, what are you, death or healing to the collectibles, lead me, lead me to him, i want to see this man, i ’ve been looking for your gun from the crooks for three days, the twigs

of the north. fell out in a heap of stones, thank him, he’s not even peter, the mob loves everything, he was bold in riots, i wandered along the paths for three days and three nights, calling out luck with my eyes, the wind blew my hair like straw, and with flails of rain, i was embittered the heart will never get lost, knock this head off it’s not easy, the orenburg halls, the red-haired camel, the dawn dropped milk into my mouth, and the logs, prickly, howling through the darkness

i came... like bread with an exhausted age, lead me, lead me to him, i want to see this man, absolutely amazing, it’s so dissonant with his appearance, so angelic, yes, when i first heard his voice, even his voice, i had it, well, somehow i imagined something a little different, yes, an absolutely amazing impression, i noticed it in myself, maybe maybe you will agree with me that when you get to know the greats, yes, somehow you get closer to them, it’s very contagious, and you fall into some kind of addiction, then suddenly you notice that you’ve already rolled up your sleeves, pulled up your pants, working for your idol, tirelessly and you can’t stop, what i mean is that you starred in the film, the play, and after that, it means there was no

end to your labors. you decided to organize a museum, you did it, and you are still doing all this tirelessly, that is, this is some kind of contagious disease. sergevich, tell me, here this means that on old arbat the museum is located in the house, in the apartment where he lived, with his first actual civil wife, as we say, anna izryadnova, tell me a few words, you see, the apartment where he lived in a communal apartment, at home 44, grazing self-destruction in apartment 14, the whole house was given to the employees of sytin's printing house and there, in all the apartments and even in the twenty-first apartment , as i found out, lived a friend of yesenin, whom he visited, i should say there, i was already familiar with these descendants when i arrived he says, yes, here is the table at which yesenin

sat with my dad, here... the table is with me today, you immediately took it under your arm, of course, i could, step back from this table, i have it here. in anna roman’s room there is a fair amount of this table, well, this is it, but i might not have taken on ekaterina yuevna to create a museum, because i was inspired by another idea, that alexander pushkin lived in this courtyard at different times, andrei bely was born there, coming to moscow, he stayed and lived for a long time in alexander blok barbat 51 house, he also lived in this one: in courtyard and vladimir solovyov, a mystic, he was such a poet, so i took it on, although they warned me, they say you will lose your health, but nothing will work out, the means, yes, i know, i didn’t lose

everything, it worked out, in my opinion, sergevich, i know, that you brought us an interesting thing, an incredible precious relic, this is a postcard, which is a copy, a photocopy of that postcard, because the original, i gave as a gift a year ago, to the yeseninsky nature reserve in the village of konstantinova, this is the fifteenth year and it was sent from the village of kuzminskaya , and kuzminskaya is just continuation of the village of konstantinov, this is one long, big village , from there, here is shtempel, kuzminskoye, he sends it to the volunteer sasha, who worked in a magazine for everyone, it was called a magazine for everyone, that’s what’s written here, it’s written here, dear sashka, i would have spanked you by the hair, but you won’t get me, what are you doing, i promised

to write a letter, but i hid myself, it’s not good , brother, every day i go to meadows in the ravine and play livinka, the other day they beat me, it’s great. i almost hit my head, you know, i gave the headman an awesome bonus, but one of them sang at night and shouted at her, the socialists grabbed me and drag me, i’ll get them all anyway, i’ll catch them, they broke my shower, now hold on, there’s a recruit for me, and the men are afraid of us, dear sashka, write quickly, and bow to anna karlovna, anna karlovna was the editor of a magazine for everyone, take my detractors for example, they wouldn’t give us half a ruble for poetry, or they wouldn’t go around and fight like heifers, this is very petty here, petty, petty, attributed to me,

of course, i valued her very much this postcard, but i couldn’t keep it because it still had to come back to where it was sent from, so i not only don’t regret it, i’m very glad that it will now be preserved there, sergei petrovich, well, after all , there you also have family things, as the museum workers say, that is, things that belonged to the hero, now i know that there is a razor, yes, yes, that’s where it all started, this is nine, the photo is also amateurish, two small pencil cases for straight razors, there was this razor, but there was also a soap dish, there’s also ... it was the same thing, there were several items, i found out it was the ninetieth year that there is yesenin’s razor in st. petersburg, i don’t know anything else, how to find it, st. petersburg is not a small city, i ask the artists, he says

, he heard, i haven’t heard, no one has heard, one artist says, you know, they showed it on my tv, the curve is already narrowing, i’m on st. petersburg tv, and they say, yes , this happened while... they showed this razor on tv, they gave me a phone number, i called boris, but he had already passed away, no longer, whoever says this is his son stanislavich. saved the razor your dad used spoke on television, yes, well, let's get acquainted, when i came to their house already to stanislav borisovich yar kravchenko, i found out that firstly anatoly

yarkravchenko, a people's artist of the ussr, was there, even with whom nikolai alekseevich klyuev and in general were very familiar this living room reminded me of this. room, which is dedicated to the poet klyuevv, nikolai alekseevich , here he is depicted here, on the right, with whom he became friends, one of the first, at first there was a block, the block was given to gorodetsky by yesseinin, yesenin, and gorodetsky had already met klyuev, him, they even performed together, but then their paths quickly diverged, although klyuev believed that he raised yesenin, no, this is not true, yasenev went his own individual way, like these, among buddhists, like a rhinoceros he walked his own path, did not replace anyone, from him, he... if he needed to take something better, he, he took it and quite

quickly, like a sponge, absorbed it from these sexist people, who, in general, were not very good for him, a single genius, a single glory, such individuality, such, well, not by chance same block, when he says, today i have a ryazan guy, the poems are fresh , vociferous, verbose, he put a full stop and wrote the most precious word for a poet: that’s it, the poet has become successful, he has his own language, his own world, his own figurative structure, if you want, that’s how he was, sergei aleksandrovich yesenin, well, as a matter of fact, as far as i understand , he gave this device to klyuev, yes, already in the twenty -fourth year, when we met, we talked, what are you saying, you ’re playing the fool, kolya, what a .. . hail kitesh, russia

is bleeding, and you are still looking for some, you understand, there you must have completely different tasks, what are you writing about, give up your old believers, choose a beard, handed it to him at the same time handed it to him, since this is written in their newspaper, they published what i saw that this in this family they respect the klyuevs very much, and even on the suitcase in which... they packed this razor for me, yesenin klyuev , it is written on copper plates, not tablets, they are, of course, metal plates, and also a very beautiful crystal glass, it was a gift for me, a woman brought a crystal glass, she came to my museum, she looked , i gave a tour, showed her everything, so she says, but i didn’t come to you empty-handed, i, you know, to my father, a schneder under... this

glass of such a box is from- under the cookies, well, laid in a cloth, she brought this glass , on which on the lid of this box from under the cookies, a pasted sheet of paper and the hand of ilyich or schneider, the director of the school, esidor duncan, from the twenty-first, he writes there until the forty-ninth year, i i think that the school existed for 28 years and even during the war, imagine, from these. no, he says, he writes there, he’s just describing it, he says, i brought this crystal glass from home to clean up, it stood in a glass cabinet in isidora duncan’s room, he says: eseyno loved this glass and always drank from it, and even for years , the years are marked, and that he was, and i knew ilya ilvich , schneider, he was already, this was the tenth year, he passed away in the seventy-eighth, so he gave this glass like this: to his friend, and his daughter a friend

brought it to me with this description, and this a simple question: how much liquid is there, how much does the glass hold? it looks very respectable, it’s like this, but i tried it on, it’s not, i wouldn’t be a museum worker, 50 g, yes, in total, oh, modestly, you could drink vodka straight from this glass, i’ll even tell you i’ll say longer, already without hands, when i was about to play, already on the eve of playing yesenin in a movie, he came to me, says petrovich , let me drink from this glass, everyone would have asked, but he asked, from a museum one at that, and drank, took communion, i so , that's what i love about making a museum, it doesn’t make sense to drink, touch some things, wonderful, you also have a wonderful, remarkable thing that i would like to talk about, and we

will show it, this is a lie. yes, the silver spoon that idilia zinovievna gave to me, she was the widow of the great-grandson of lev nikolaevich tolstoy’s nephew, her husband was the nephew of sofia andreevna, tolstoy’s granddaughter , who was her nephew, the nephew passed away, she stayed behind, they saw, she called me, the museum came to me and looked at it then decided to give this one away a silver spoon, this is silverware. yasnaya polyana, the already widowed wife of ilva nikolaev, sofia andreevna, gave it to her grandchildren, among the grandchildren of her granddaughters, sofya andreevna was a granddaughter, she was the daughter of andrei lvovich, there was this spoon that fell, she could feed jam to ilva

nikolaevich and sergei aleksanovich, we continue the conversation , our guest today is people's artist petrovich nikanenko and i am the presenter ekaterina varkan, we move on to the next page of our story, just sofya andreevna is the last wife official sergei alexandrov, she tells the following story, well, not their acquaintance, but their so to speak, some kind of developing relationship, this story, as far as i understand, she transferred to the literary museum, along with some... else, which we are now let's tell you, she says that in june of twenty-five she walked with yesenin around moscow, who has forgotten, then there were a lot of wandering musicians in moscow, puppeteers, organ grinders, fortune tellers, well, sofya andreevna

says that some the fortune teller came up to them, a parrot for uh, yesenin pulled out a ring from his hat, a bronze, small ring, and uh, that means this ring was given to sergei alexandrovich, and it’s like this is a sign of two young people walking, for a man, it means a parrot pulls out ring, we have photographs of this ring, and she told everyone about this when she was already donating this ring to the literary museum, i think he also wrote poems about it, as you just called sharmanka, i remembered this poem, yes, yes -yes, and on september 18, yesenin married sofia tolstoy, maybe we’ll listen to a poem about a parrot and read it, of course, because sergei aleksandrovich dedicated a poem to this plot, and in fact, i immediately remembered this poem, when you said the word sharmanka, yes, there is

a link just to yes, yes, yes, apparently it’s been this way forever, by the age of thirty , having become more and more enraged, we keep in touch with life. darling, i will soon turn 30. and the earth becomes shallower for me every day, which is why my heart began to dream that i was burning with pink fire, if i burn, then i burn, burning, and it’s not for nothing that flowers get stuck, i took out the ring from the parrot, a sign that we would burn together, then the gypsy put the ring on me, took it off my hand, i gave it to you, and now, when

the barrel organ is sad, i can neither think nor slave, in a swampy head is wandering, there is frost and darkness in the heart, maybe to someone else, you gave it away with a laugh, maybe kissing until dawn, he asks you himself, like a funny, stupid poet, you brought him to sensual poems, well and well, this too will pass sooner, it’s only bitter to see the edge of life, in the first time for such a hooligan, he was deceived by a damned parrot , thank you, yes this is... somehow he already felt that he had experienced so much , how many roads had been traveled, how many mistakes had been made, these are lines from his own, here he is already

he felt his age, he was already wise, beyond his years, well, you know with me. i keep remembering that balcony from which we started, and there were a lot of photographs shown, local residents, children, local village children, relatives, well, the people with whom yesenin lived, spent his childhood, i had some kind of the feeling that he is some kind of alien, that is , he seemed to have been thrown there from somewhere, because he was different from them in everything, they are good, they are good, but he is completely different, you constantly confirm, my thought, from asinki will still give birth to oranges, but sometimes, you know, this was noticed by the priest of sela konstantinova , rector of the church of the kazan icon of the mother of god, father ivan, who said to yesenin’s mother tatyana fedorovna: “take care of the boy,” and when

he said it when yesenin was 5 years old, he says, what is it, father ivan, he says, you you know, here i have four villages in a row who don’t come to confession , i can’t compare your boy with anyone, he ’s absolutely amazing in confession, from here it seems to me that this is still the poetry of these, but incredibly confessional, he’s so... he doesn’t embellish anything himself, no events, no conflicts, no joyful days of his life, he has everything, you know, incredibly true, an alien, again there is another saying , an apple from an apple, i have a feeling that some kind of apple is from this apple tree, it flew somewhere into space, and then god fell all over the place, he writes about this apple in the confession of a hooligan, not everyone can sing, not everyone is given an apple, to fall at the feet of others, not at their own relatives, but

the world literature has already gone somewhere, yes, actually, it turns out- then, look at the picture, but he is from the peasants, a peasant, yes , he married a countess, received the empress’s ring, but died in december of twenty-five, a russian poet, you watched the podcast, stories, i am the host ekaterina varkan visiting me, people’s artist rssr petrovich nikanenko, together with sergei alexandrovich yesenin, russian poet, thank you, hello, and here is a literary podcast called let them not speak, let them read , we are talking about different topics, about different

writers, about classics or about those who are close to us, but today we are talking about such an author , who, on the one hand, has passed away quite a long time ago, on the other hand, he is with us, he is nearby, this is sergei aleksanovich yesenin, and a very popular poet, many say that he is a national poet, his anniversary was not this year, but earlier , this year we just remember esenian every time with with a special feeling at the beginning of autumn, when he was born, today we are visiting the general director of the museum of the reserve sergei sanovich yesenin, boris igorevich joganson, hello, hello, and today we are also visiting andrei veshkortsev, an actor of the moscow art academic theater named after maxim gurko, hello.

we will talk about yeseninen from the point of view of museum exhibitions, from the point of view of the modern reader, let’s start, boris, i’ll ask you a very simple thing, what does sergei yesenin take us with today, exactly what he takes us with, what is the main thing in it, do you think, and the main thing is that the great russian poet, sergei aleksandrovich yesenin... is understandable and close to a wide range of readers, those who appreciate his appeal to nature, but also those who provide food for strictly scientific mindset, pushkin, lerman, the greatest tyuchiv, the greatest poets, but what if i say that you can’t sing them right away, if i asked you now, completely improvisationally, let’s sing two lines there, damn ,

can we? let's? maple, you are mine, fallen maple, for the ice-cold one, that you’re standing, bent over, under a white snowstorm, well, the experiment was a success, we even sang four, it was difficult to stop, but not at lunch for pushkin or lermontov, but not right away, somehow it all doesn’t look like it’s on the road, or i remember . wonderful moment, beautiful romances, i understand what you are talking about dmitry, the point here is probably that there are two definitions, a poet from the people, this is very important, but a people 's people's poet, to a people's poet, we can certainly attributed to alexander sergevich pushkin, vysotsky, probably to vladimir semenovich vysotsky, mikhailovich, lermontov, sergei aleksandrovich yesenin. and i, uh, probably wouldn’t take the risk of expanding this list very much

, despite the fact that my god, my god, how wonderful our homeland is, through the entire golden age of russian poetry, through the silver age, through the sixties to to our wonderful contemporaries, so we can say that sergei aleksandrovich yesenina is certainly a poet from the people, but who has definitely become a people's poet, to the photographs and yet this photograph, i think that you boris, can do it comment, moreover, this is a group photograph of young residents of the village of konstantinovo, we see young sergei alexandrovich in a cap, in the middle, in order to insert himself on a level with the girl he liked, he climbed onto a bucket or some

other stand, where are you from? you know, is this a legend or is it really... calculated after all, yes, since we take this kind of facts seriously, the girl is noble, of course, a beauty, that’s all, against the backdrop of the church of the kazan icon of the mother of god, on the right is the estate of sergei’s parents aleksandrovich yesenin, where he was born and where he spent his childhood, where he came later in his youth, when he studied at the spasklepikov second-grade teacher’s school, when he left ... konstantinov for moscow, well, just in the next photo is the kelepek school, its students, yes, that’s right, i understand, yes, absolutely right, yesenin is standing third in the last row , he was such a serious young man, he had a lot of friends, with some he was in such highly artistic and moral correspondence, he shared his

poems, experiences. so i look at this man in the top row, third from the right, and involuntarily turn my gaze to veshkurtsev, many say that andrey, you seem to be perceived as yesenin, did you look at these photographs, when yes, of course, i looked to get the role, naturally, i didn’t transform myself, i didn’t try to trick myself in any way, probably someone saw it by chance, anyway, i think that the most important thing, when they give a role, is from the inside, for the abilities, for the talent, but the most it’s interesting that i personally think that i i become like yesenin, exactly when the moment of the game occurs, it’s wonderful, well, boris, i’m turning to you again , how widespread was literacy in the tour, when sergei sanovich was still very young, in the ryazan province, in

particular in the village of konstantinovo, things were approximately the same as in all more or less large villages in the central part of the russian empire. the zemstvo school in konstantinovo operated since 1879 and they taught arithmetic there; they also taught the basics of the russian language, calligraphy, the law of god, and more. several subjects, children studied there, as a rule, they studied in different ways, at the same time adults, what percentage, well, conditionally, but yes, yes, after the second or third grade the percentage became smaller, yesenin graduated from the zemstvo school very well, but he he stayed for a second year, he stayed for a second year because of his behavior, and even then he was, well, probably not yet a hooligan, not a brawler, that’s the kind of guy he was, that’s the kind of guy he was, it’s all clear, let’s remind our

interlocutors, that zemsky... school is a relatively recent innovation in russia, yes, this is a reform already in the seventies of the 21st century, that is, relatively shortly before the birth of sergei sanovich, that is , it is still something that was perceived as new, positive, yes, innovative, probably, yes, these, however however, several decades have passed since their introduction, so 79 is an appearance in konstantinovo, so of course, they appeared in russia a little earlier, so. and there were wonderful teachers to whom sergei alexandrovich remained grateful all his life, his spiritual mentor worked there, priest ion yakolevich smirnov, to whom he addressed in his poems, considered him a very important person in his life, yeah, it’s clear, while we were talking about what, well, it’s clear without words, well, an absolutely brilliant person, a nugget, well, an earthly russian treasure, which is

it just grew straight out of these ... near-ogok places, and then , that’s what i’ll ask about, this combination - a city dweller, a smartly dressed, a stylistically impeccable person and a person who maintains a connection with the village, here we see him already in a new look, it still remained rural, authentic, or was it stylized? well, you know, here - there are different points of view, it seems to me that one can only speak very conditionally about the rural, such a predominant direction in his poetry, look, in the twelfth year sergei yesenin leaves konstantinov and goes to moscow, in moscow he time, how old is he at this time, the year 17 years old, 17

years old, 17 years old man, he enters the art and music club named after surikov, attends lectures in the folk shanyavsky university, of course, he wanted this, he achieved it. this and he used this time to get an education, and then, well, what can we say, where is the rural way of life and where is it, life in petrograd at that time, although of course, there he played such a pretentious peasant boy, after all, he played a peasant boy, according to the recollections, according to the numerous recollections of those interested, who described it so ironically, but at the same time they gave it all. his unconditional talent, and then moscow, and what can we say about the period of imagism, well, this a little later, yes, there are already concerts, there is a completely different story, but still this

combination of rural and urban is very important, i agree with you, it’s a different matter, this is the subtle state that he carried through all his poetry, feeling russian nature. so, we continue our conversation, we are talking about sergei aleksanovich yeseninin, about the brilliant russian poet, and today we are talking with the director of the state museum of the sergevichanin reserve, boris joganson with the actor of the moscow art academic theater named after maxim gorkovov by andrey veshkurtsev. i’m turning to andrey again, but it’s very important for me to be with you. to ask, are senin’s poems, well, after all, simple, caringly ingenuous in pushkin’s way, or do they have something in your opinion, as you think, there is no need to show any knowledge here,

just how you perceive them, well, it seems to me, that yesenin’s poems, poetry itself, are probably some kind of the most extreme form of expressiveness, feelings, thoughts, and yesenin made his way to a new stage in poetry in general language. yeah, but to say that they are simple, it seems to me, is a good word, simple, not in the sense that this is some kind of, yes, primitiveness, of course, they are simple in a good sense, at the same time they are insanely difficult to decipher and describe , but as an actor, it’s generally very difficult to read and intone them, yes, well, intoning is not for an actor , come on, so it seems to me that yesenin is captivating with his youth and energy, youth and energy, yes, look at today, and how many young people we have,

you can see yesenin in everyone, 100 have passed years, and we have the same active, same talented, unrestrained guys that sergei yesenin was then, they want to live the same way, they want to give themselves, they want to do everything, this energy is young. that is, it seems to me that it is very clear and for our time, too, a wonderful idea, yes boris, it seems to me that - nothing to add wonderfully formulated, maybe you read, everything living is noted with a special mark from an early time, if i were not a poet, then he was probably a swindler, i’m skinny and short, i’m always among boys a hero, often, often with a broken nose, i came to my home, to meet my frightened mother

, i muttered through my bloody mouth, nothing, i tripped over a stone, it will all heal by tomorrow, and now that i have caught a cold, these days are boiling water. a restless, daring force spilled over my poems, a golden heap of nightingale, over each line without end. the former prowess of a bully and a tomboy is reflected, as then i was brave and proud , only my step splashes with newness, if before they hit me in the face, now my soul is all in blood, i’m not talking to my mother anymore, into a strange and laughing rabble, nothing, i tripped over a stone, that’s

all for tomorrow. will heal, let’s continue this line of mine, well, not a provocative line, well, it’s still an attempt, to look at yesenin in a not so standard way, but somehow to see the problem here, after all, he’s a bully, his face is covered in blood, but well, not does a person flaunt this from a certain moment, but it’s as if he doesn’t ... doesn’t he succumb to this appearance of his, well , like an actor, an actor becomes very famous for some role, enters into a series, it’s as if he’s already starting to play not not not a role , and yourself in the past role, but there is no such solidification here, this is generally my question to both of you , well, even if it exists, then why not, when it comes to this there is a beautiful, poetic,

brilliant embodiment, then this... and not be , this remains in time for centuries, this is a crazy, mad, bloody dregs, that you are death or healing kolkam , lead me, lead me to him, i want to see this person, you know, well, this is wonderful, maybe it’s so wrong to say, but still, i feel sorry for early gin, sorry for yesenin, who was pushed aside by himself, of course, well, as if in the background a little, because his... uh, early poems, relatively early , and not mature poems, especially those that were included in the collection radunitsa, which was published in two editions, in the sixteenth year in the eighteenth, if i i’m not mistaken, but it seems, no, there’s no brawler there, there’s no muzzle in the blood yet, he was already in life, as we know , everything happened a little later, and the mazhenis period and moscow, kabatskaya, and then and pugachev, and

then the rest of the works. no, of course a black man, and many works dating back to the last year of his life in 1922, but still here are completely different lines, the lord came to torture people in love, he went out as a beggar in the middle of nowhere, well, remember, pushkin’s sower of freedom in the desert, or these poor villages, tyutcheva, next, here is a poem, i just had a book open, quietly in mozhzhevo along a cliff, autumn, a red mare is scratching her mane , there is such a revival of nature when, well, actually it’s not very clear what is in front of you, a hut, an animal, or grass, or storm or rain, that's it i adore this yesenia, well, we love this too, why not, of course, this is what people like, and these poems are also wonderful and

form the basis of many, shumegam in this creepy lair, and so on and so forth, this is wonderful, you how andrei seems that yesenin - these are these poems after all, he pushed away from himself or, after all, the image of shackling - this is such a natural evolutionary thing for him, yes, i think that this is the path of development, and if we say that this looks a little like tyutchev’s poetry, every person at the very beginning of his path imitates he is looking for a master, a mentor, but at the same time some roots appear , so i think it’s even more interesting to watch how it starts from nature and ends with moska kabatskaya, it’s clear, well, i’m ready to argue with you here, because that’s what it’s like , no, he doesn’t study utyuchev, and doesn’t teach tyuchev, he’s just completely different, no, i’m not byron, i’m different, because well, tyuchev,

of course, is a bryansk native, and also part and parcel of the russian province, but still 22 years in bavaria in italy, after all, this is a refined noble culture, and yesenin we just saw, yes, he is simply flesh and blood of these places, tyuchev comes from schelling and philosophy, he communicated with the great philosopher schellinghin, and yesenin saved in the sklepikov school, after all, not schelling. thank god for the interlocutors. well, here i am ready to discuss with you, the education was still comprehensive and access to all the literature of that time... in that chest that he went from konstantinov, gogol was already lying in moscow, and so was pushkin, his beloved authors, and lermontov, of course, he was deeply influenced by many of his poems

in the first collections, i especially wrote under their influence, well, well, you already mentioned the amazhenists, this is such a foreign word. image or image, this is an image, well, this is such a group of poets, there weren’t so many of them, who already, well, mostly came into force in soviet times, although they all started earlier, this is shishinevich, this is borengov, kusikov, kusikov, yes, here is yesenin, yesenin, of course, well, of these four names you don’t even have to guess who remained in the history of poetry, yes, the guys frolicked, of course, as best they could, they... renamed the streets in their names, they hung a sign on the pushkin monument saying that pushkin is with them, that is, pushkin is with us, but i think that still

this is the current from which yesenin came out, through not, which entered and left, yes , it is now, of course, very interesting, as such a unique monument to the study of history and biography, which puts these writers , if not in the first rank of russian poetry, then as a rule they are all in sight, well, here is a photograph that you can put in such a their beauty, and i must say, they look like this they were wonderful here, it was so scary, it was the period of the civil war, it was also a rather hungry time , well, looking at these people, you might not be able to say that, yes or no, they were very friendly, they treated each other well,

it’s just a pity that the beautiful story of friendship was somewhat overshadowed by mutual cooling, but this period, of course, was one of the most beautiful trumpeters, and in life in general. well, it’s clear that this period is important, i think it’s especially important that they went on tour, can you imagine tyuchev’s tours there, for example, or, well, lermontov’s is not allowed, he was just early, quite easy, after all, they lived by their literary work, and of course they went at this important moment, they are professionals, well, just like now a book is being published on paper, a book is published somewhere on an electronic platform, an audiobook is published. right away yes, that is, they not only published, they dreamed of their own publishing house, they practically succeeded, but they traveled, they had a very wide range of trips, this

is especially true for yesenin, yes, this is central asia and the crimea, so st. petersburg, transcaucasia, and persia, all this is clear, wonderful creative trips , from which he brought pukachev from the orenburg region, from... persian motifs from azerbaijan , persian motifs - this is a cycle, apugachev is a poem, beautiful, well, well, there you go through the journey, let's move on to another such, well, largely mythologized topic, this is the name of the performance of yesenin's woman, well, this is not too pedaled, but many women loved me, in different forms, this idea is repeated in the poems themselves, yes this to be honest... but still, what is sincere, truthful, tragic here, what can be so superficial or not? i think that this is primarily a question for the interlocutor, and not for the father of many children, the father of many, okay, well,

well, there are several wives, there are several