See and hear a person when he is long gone? Meet with an extinct star? It is possible! We will see how he was. So beautiful! With disheveled hair, from the wind and impatient touches of female fingers. With the gait of a sleeper, with the same playful squint of sky-blue eyes. Razuhabist dances, the rustle of trees and dull urban suburbs ... He remembers everything! Is it an autumn rain or is his soul crying?
Rowdy and drunkard, brawler and reveler. Incorrigible red tape and a frequenter of street fights. But desperately gentle, conceited and very vulnerable. The bitterness of his fate and the scars of his soul are in his poems. God does not choose whom to give talent. He was and remained a bright star in the sky of Russian poetry.
They found him in a stuffy hotel room. The rope wrapped its neck imperiously. The face twisted from suffocation expressed not pain and suffering, but only an all-consuming melancholy. And a yellowed, crumpled piece of paper with farewell words written in his blood. Of course, in verse.
Sergey Yesenin never played by the rules. Just turned and walked away. What a pity that so early !.
“ Loved it
“ Breathtakingly, was the second time, I want to look again and again!
“ Vigorously. Script clarification is allowed.