His fate was extraordinary. He was born a poet, sang the expanses of his beloved homeland. Perhaps one of the few, if not the only one, managed to catch the subtle poetry of peasant life and pass it on to shrill, great in power, though deceptively simple, even modest, at first sight, verse.

This was the power of his gift - his, the hooligan, the charming poet, Sergei Yesenin. He died very early, and remained in the memoirs of his contemporaries forever young, daring and romantic at the same time, full of contradictions, but, in effect, a whole man.

The play, dedicated to the creativity and life path of the poet, allows you to touch the riddle: the fate of genius, his life and his death, his creativity and his love - is always a mystery ...