The official "biography" of the poem "It seems that this is how it has been done forever" is simple - it was written in the July summer of 1925 in Konstantinovo, and was first published in the Baku Rabochiy. Then it was included in the first volume of the collected works of Yesenin, in the early autumn of 1925 it went to print in the State Publishing House and came out in November of the same year. Much more interesting is the analysis of verses in an attempt to guess the riddle of these lines.
What is the riddle? Literally a couple of months after writing the poem, Sergei Yesenin marries Sophia Tolstaya, but in the work itself, a real case with a ring and a parrot is indicated, which means that it talks about Sophia, his future wife.
I took out the ring from the parrot -
Taking it off my hand, I gave it to you
The case was simple, Yesenin's ring (large size and copper) took out a parrot from a gypsy fortune-teller, Sergei gave it to Sophia as a joke. That's how I ended up getting married. By the way, Tolstaya wore this ring after the death of Yesenin for many more years. This moment in the verses 100% confirms that the poem was written as a message to Sophia. But such lines are written not before the wedding, but before the divorce!
There are two options - either it is jealousy for Tolstoy's past, since even when meeting with Yesenin she could not make her choice between him and Pilnyak (second boyfriend):
Did you give it away with a laugh?
Or prophetic lines. Option number 2 is to my heart, since Sophia became Sergey's last wife - once, and the marriage was difficult, but it never worked out. At first, they did not want to register Yesenin in Tolstoy, since her housing was “compacted” in a proletarian way, and Sergei was immediately denied registration due to “lack of specialty”.
I had to prove that you are a poet, but even after Yesenin was registered in the Tolstoy house
“I felt oppressed, as if barefoot Leo Tolstoy reproached me.”
It was from the Tolstoys that Angleterre called him with evil fate, and between the wedding and death, Sergei managed to visit a neuropsychiatric hospital.
Sergei Yesenin lived after writing for six months, Sofya Tolstaya-Yesenina for another 32 years (she died in June 1957), so it didn’t work out to burn down together or only love burned out? Most of all, the poem resembles a farewell to Sophia, but then farewell even before the wedding looks strange ....
Only Yesenin could give answers to all questions, but we can only blindly play solitaire, trying to find an answer with the help of a mean biography of the poet and our own imagination.
By the age of thirty, having gone crazy,
Everything is stronger, burnt cripples,
We are in touch with life.
Honey, I'll be thirty soon
And the earth is dearer to me every day.
That's why my heart began to dream
That I burn with pink fire.
Kohl burn, so burn burning,
And not without reason in the lime blossom
I took out the ring from the parrot -
A sign that together we will burn.
That ring was given to me by a gypsy.
I took it off my hand and gave it to you
And now, when the hurdy-gurdy is sad,
I can't help but think, I can't help but be shy.
In the head of the swamp roams the whirlpool,
And frost and haze on the heart:
Maybe someone else
Did you give it away with a laugh?
"Apparently, it's been like this forever..."
Apparently, it's been like this forever -
By the age of thirty, having gone crazy,
Everything is stronger, burnt cripples,
We are in touch with life.
Honey, I'll be thirty soon
And the earth is dearer to me every day.
That's why my heart began to dream
That I burn with pink fire.
Kohl burn, so burn burning,
And not without reason in the lime blossom
I took out the ring from the parrot -
A sign that together we will burn.
That ring was given to me by a gypsy.
I took it off my hand and gave it to you
And now, when the hurdy-gurdy is sad,
I can't help but think, I can't help but be shy.
In the head of the swamp roams the whirlpool,
And frost and haze on the heart:
Maybe someone else
Did you give it away with a laugh?
Maybe kissing before dawn
He asks you himself
Like a funny, stupid poet
You led to sensual verses.
Well, so what! This wound will also pass.
Only bitter to see the edge of life.
For the first time such a bully
Tricked the damn parrot.
Yesenin's poem S.A. Apparently it's been like this forever...
See also Sergey Yesenin - poems (Yesenin S. A.):
I see a dream. Black road...
I see a dream. The road is black. White horse. The foot is stubborn. And on this horse...
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"If you burn, then burn, burning down"
(from the collection of book signs by E.D. Getmansky)
Sergei Yesenin wrote poetry by vocation, only because he was born a poet with his own theme, which completely merged with his spiritual mood, his poetics, consonant with the Russian soul. Literary critic N.M. Kravchenko wrote: “Mountains of memories are written about Yesenin. In many of them, he appears as a bully, a drunkard, a brawler. Much in these memoirs is worldly truth. But none of the most truthful facts of the poet's life can debunk Yesenin's luminous legend in our eyes. Neither his hooliganism nor debauchery was believed. They believed blue eyes, flaxen curls, a hot heart. A bright youth, a monk, a golden-haired Lel, Sadko - this is how he entered Russian poetry, into national history. In Russian art, the Yesenin theme is being actively developed, new films and theatrical performances about Sergei Yesenin appear. Hundreds of new book signs are created by graphic artists in the post-Soviet period. The Yesenin theme, as in the former Soviet Union, continues to captivate the best of the best bookplate artists. 
Minsk schedule G.S. Grak at the beginning of the 21st century, he presented an ex-libris to a member of the international Yesenin society "Radunitsa", a member of the Union of Writers of Belarus P.I. Radechko. On this graphic miniature, made in color, the artist gave a portrait of Sergei Yesenin and cited lines from the poet’s poem “Shine, star of the sea, don’t fall ...”, written by the poet in August 1925:
Burn, my star, do not fall.
Drop cold rays.
After all, behind the cemetery fence
A living heart does not beat.You shine with August and rye
And fill the silence of the fields
Such a sobbing tremor
Unflying cranes.And, raising your head higher,
Not behind the grove - behind the hill
I hear someone's song again
About the father's land and father's house.And golden autumn
In birches, reducing the juice,
For all those who loved and abandoned,
Foliage cries on the sand.I know, I know. Soon soon
Not mine or anyone else's fault
Under a low mourning fence
I will have to lie down too.The gentle flame will go out,
And my heart will turn to dust.
Friends will put a gray stone
With a cheerful inscription in verse.But, listening to the funeral sadness,
I would put it like this for myself:
He loved his homeland and land,
How the drunkard loves the tavern.
This poem by Sergei Yesenin is an example of the poet's late philosophical lyrics, the poet's thoughts about life and death, about a person's place in the world, about the value of earthly life, eternity and the sad Russian soul. 
In 1974, the Sverdlovsk schedule R.V. Kopylov engraved on plexiglass a book sign for the home library of the Rostov civil engineer B.I. Gortsev, it depicts village houses and a wedge of geese flying over them. The rural theme can often be seen in Yesenin's bookplates; it is actively developed in plot bookplates dedicated to the poet. So on the ex-libris, made in the technique of engraving on 
linoleum, Chernihiv graphics V.F. Leonenko"Eseninian Viktor Ivanovich Manzhulo", dated 1989, the artist showed a blooming bird cherry at an open window, and in the distance a log house of a village house. The sign owner of this graphic miniature V.M. Manzhulo - honorary railway worker of the USSR, director 
railway museum in Vilnius. On the book sign of the Kiev schedule K.S. Kozlovsky for the book collection of a teacher from Lugansk A.P. Maltsev, the artist showed horses at night at a watering hole, in the distance, in the moonlight, children are visible by a burning fire. This graphic miniature is made in the technique of woodcuts (woodcuts). 
Perhaps the Tula schedule V.N. Chekarkov performed the most of the domestic artists of book signs on the Yesenin theme. He presented one of them in color to the Ryazan chemical engineer A.I. Gavrilkin. This is a plot ex-libris, it shows a lone horse, birches, haystacks in the field, over which cranes fly. 
Ex-libris Yeseninian of Baku artist E.N. Shalygina very extensive. In 1985, she presented a painted bookplate to the Moscow collector of Yesenin book signs, singer of the Bolshoi Theater Choir of the USSR V.M. Bakumenko. This graphic miniature depicts a portrait of Sergei Yesenin against the background of a girl playing the zurna, as well as a book with the inscription "Saadi". On the sign you can also see an ornament with the inscription "90 years" and a peacock. Of all the Eastern poets, Yesenin most sympathized with the Persian genius Abu Muhammad Muslih ad-Din ibn Abd Allah Saadi Shirazi. He was a native of the city of Shiraz, where in 1203 he was born in the family of a mullah. Saadi wrote many poetic and prose works, and as instructive examples he very often used personal memories from his wandering life. His poems are full of kindness and humor, he knew the secret of creating a poetic fabric for centuries. Yesenin really wanted to know this secret. The poet conceived the idea of creating "Persian Motifs" long ago, apparently, back in those days when he observed and himself experienced anxiety from a meeting with the Persian classics. The idea of such a cycle of poems arose along with the dream of Persia. Yesenin believed that this cycle would be the pinnacle of his work, he was sure that it had not yet been reached. In "Persian Motives", Yesenin reveals the secret art of love, he writes poems about the ability to love, about guessing desires. The tonality of "Persian Motives" was influenced by the love lyrics of Persian poets, after which Yesenin's lyrical hero notices the finest nuances in love relationships. The poet mentions Saadi, who created the image of a Turkish woman who overshadowed the beauty of everyone and everything. He gives the beautiful image many names: “the breath of early spring”, “musk and amber”, her look is drunker than crimson wine, and “the light that illuminates the whole world dims before her”. Saadi said that a woman was created by God for love and affection, she is the hope of the Earth and humanity, and a man is the Light, that is, the Sun of this world. About Saadi and dear Shagane, Yesenin wrote a poem on December 19, 1924 "You said that Saadi ...":
You said that Saadi
Kissed only on the chest.
Wait, for God's sake
I'll learn someday!You sang: "Beyond the Euphrates
Roses are better than mortal maidens."
If I were rich
Then the other added a chant.I would cut these roses
After all, one consolation to me -
To not be in the world
Better than dear Shagane.And do not torment me with a covenant,
I have no promises.
If I was born a poet,
I kiss like a poet.
Tomsk artist, who lived in Hannover (Germany), V.A. Maryin painted an iconographic book sign, on which he gave a beautiful portrait of Sergei Yesenin against the backdrop of horses grazing on the river bank. This ex-libris was made for the book collection of the organizer of the public museum S. Yesenin in the city of Vyazma, Smolensk region, honorary citizen of the city of Vyazma P.N. Propalov. The museum dates back to April 6, 1986. The exhibits of the collection were collected for a long time - about 50 years. They were kept in the own apartment of this enthusiastic person, when he worked as a milling machine operator at the Vyazemsky Machine-Building Plant. The museum stores 28 out of 30 lifetime editions of S. Yesenin, including the first collection of poems by the poet "Radunitsa", published in February 1916. Sergei Yesenin held this book in his hands, as it was marked by his autograph to the poet and critic Z.D. Bukharova (1876-1942). Yesenin left an autograph on the book “Dear Zoya Dmitrievna Bukharova with love and sincere disposition. Sergey Yesenin. January 31, 1916. Petrograd". 
Leningrad artist N.G. Strizhak in 1971 he painted the bookmark "Yeseniniana A.A. Pevnev". It was intended for the books of the home library on the Yesenin theme of the Lugansk doctor A.A. Pevnev. It depicts a grieving naked woman in front of a brick wall. 
The collection of the domestic book sign contains graphic miniatures, on which you can see the portrait of the sign owner. One of these bookplates was made by an artist from Vyborg, Leningrad Region V.M. Shpigov for the library of a civil engineer from Rostov-on-Don L.F. Tartynsky. On this linocut, the artist depicted the sign owner against the background of bookshelves on which you can see books by Yesenin, Nadson, Lermontov, Blok, Pushkin, Shakespeare, Dante, Goethe, Heine and Homer. Another bookmark 
fulfilled the Gomel schedule A.K. Melyanets for the collector of the bookplate Yeseniniana from Chernogolovka near Moscow V.V. Merkulov. On this bookplate, the artist painted a portrait of the sign owner against the background of books and a burning torch. On one of the books is written "S. Yesenin", and on the other "A. Pushkin". 
In 1972 the Kyiv artist A.S. Mystetsky engraved on linoleum a bookmark for the Yesenin section of the personal library of a serviceman from Moscow S.P. Yurchuk, on it Sergei Yesenin is depicted against the background of birches. 
Sochi artist M.A. Pankov actively worked on Yesenin's ex-libris. He drew one of these signs in 1968 for a doctor from Novokuznetsk, Kemerovo Region, P.F. Sizikov, it depicts a bas-relief portrait of Yesenin with a facsimile of S. Yesenin against the backdrop of village houses and a birch branch. 
An artist from Chernogolovka near Moscow L.N. Raspopov in 1995 he drew a bookmark for his countryman, Doctor of Physical and Mathematical Sciences, Professor A.N. Dryomina. It depicts Sergei Yesenin, as well as the silhouette of a girl near a birch on the lake and a wedge of cranes flying in the sky. Yesenin wrote about the tender beauty of a birch in the poem “You sing me that song that before ...” (To Sister Shura):
I'm forever behind fogs and dews
I fell in love with the birch camp,
And her golden braids
And her canvas sundress ...
Birch can live up to 150 years. The term "birch" itself appeared a very long time ago. Back in the 8th century A.D. e. one could hear the word "bersa", the prototype of the word "birch". Birch is a heart tree, even its leaves are heart-shaped. None of the trees contains so many national concepts, does not give rise to so many images and comparisons. There is no tree in Russia that would be so lucky in folklore, and in literature, and in painting, and in music. The curly-haired beauty birch is a symbol of Russia, the only tree in the world with a white camp. Kyiv artist Ya.A. Matseevskaya in 1985 she drew an ex libris 
"Yeseninian Ya.A. Matseevskoy". It shows a view of the Oka River near the village of Konstantinovo, in the Rybnovsky district of the Ryazan region. The native village of Sergei Yesenin is located 43 kilometers northwest of Ryazan on the high picturesque bank of the Oka, from here you can see an immense expanse of flood meadows immersed in flowers, the gleaming expanse of meadow lakes and Staritsa, lost in reed thickets, copses running away into the distance, and at the very horizon - a blue haze of the forests of Meshchera. Yesenin recalls his native places from childhood in his early poem "Blue sky, colored arc ...":
Blue sky, colored arc,
Quietly steppe shores run,
The smoke stretches, near the crimson villages
The wedding of the crows covered the palisade.Again I see a familiar cliff
With red clay and willow branches,
Dreaming over the lake red oats,
It smells of chamomile and honey from wasps.
Yesenin's connection with his homeland is so strong and organic that sometimes you don’t know where the homeland is, where the poet himself is. He unites people with a poetic word. People of various views, tastes, ages, and professions converge on love for Yesenin. Yesenin's poems have become the soul of the nation, the soul of the people, and therefore they touch our hearts so much.
Edward Hetmansky
There are few poets in the world whose fame lives on indefinitely even after their death. One of them is the great Russian poet of the last century, Sergei Yesenin. Interest in his personality, in his work is quite high even today. With this in mind, The Chronicle periodically publishes material on this topic, which, as a rule, is well received by readers. In particular, a wide resonance was found
publication about the wives and children of the poet. True, on this occasion there was also a request from readers: to give more detailed information about the last, fourth, wife of the poet Sofya Tolstaya. What we do with pleasure. Moreover, there is a good reason for this - April 25 is Sofya Andreevna's birthday
Sofya Tolstaya - the last love of Sergei Yesenin
April 25 marks 117 years since the birth of the granddaughter of the great Russian writer Leo Tolstoy and the last wife of the great Russian poet Sergei Yesenin. Sofya Andreevna Tolstaya-Yesenina is a woman of amazing fate, in which there was a happy childhood, and three marriages, and a war, and, of course, great love for a very bright, complex person, the man of her life, Sergei Yesenin. Oksana Sukhovicheva, senior researcher at the Stationary Exhibitions Department of the Yasnaya Polyana Museum-Estate, tells about the life of Sofya Tolstaya-Yesenina.
Sophia was born on April 12 (25), 1900 in Yasnaya Polyana, in the house of Leo Tolstoy. Sonya's father is Andrey Lvovich Tolstoy, mother is Olga Konstantinovna Diterichs, daughter of a retired general, a participant in the Caucasian War. The girl was named after her grandmother, so Sonechka became her full namesake - Sofya Andreevna Tolstaya.
Grandfather Lev Nikolaevich and grandmother Sofia Andreevna adored the girl. Grandmother even became her godmother.
Sonechka spent the first four months of her life in Yasnaya Polyana. Then Andrey Lvovich sold the land in the Samara province, which he got to his brother Mikhail and sister Alexandra under the division of family property in 1884, and bought the Toptykovo estate 15 versts from Yasnaya Polyana (it has not survived to this day).
Olga Konstantinovna liked Toptykovo very much - it was a small copy of Yasnaya Polyana, with a manor, fields, gardens. Andrei, Olga and little Sonya moved there and lived together happily. Three years later, the second child was born in the family - the son of Ilya. But soon everything went wrong ... As Leo Tolstoy said about his son, he began to lead a "lordly lifestyle." His friends often visited the estate, Andrei began to leave home ... And one day the young count confessed to his wife that he had cheated on her. Olga did not forgive her husband and, on the advice of Lev Nikolaevich, left with her children for England, to her sister.
From the memoirs of Sofya Andreevna: “I spent the first four years of my life in Yasnaya Polyana, in Toptykov, Gaspra. She constantly saw her grandfather, but, having left for England, she did not retain any clear, definite memory of him. There was only a feeling of his being, and a very good one ... From those around me, I began to understand that my grandfather was something remarkably good and big. But what exactly and why he is so especially good - I didn’t know ... ”
Andrei Tolstoy married a second time, a daughter, Masha, was born in the marriage. Olga never married again, devoted herself to raising children.
From England Sonechka wrote to her grandparents. Many letters, postcards, drawings have been preserved. Grandmother also wrote to her a lot.
Here is a postcard sent by 6-year-old Sonechka Tolstaya to her grandmother in Yasnaya Polyana from England. From the exhibition "If it's to burn, so burn, burning down ..." in the gallery "Yasnaya Polyana".
Here is an excerpt from a letter from 1904: “Dear Sonyushka. Thank you for your letter and dear Aunt Galya for moving your pen. I often think about you and miss you. Now Uncle Misha's children live here in the wing... I think that your Ilyusha has now grown up and walks well and will soon talk, and you will have more fun with him. Kiss my mother and aunt Galya from me ... And I tenderly hug you, my dear granddaughter, and also Ilyushka. Do not forget your grandmother Sofya Andreevna, who loves you.
In 1908 Olga and her children returned to Russia. They settled in Telyatinki, often came to Yasnaya Polyana. Sofia Andreevna wrote:
“... A few days later they sent me alone to the YaP. There, after a common breakfast, they left me in the house to sit with my grandfather while he had breakfast. I sat on the end of the chair and froze with timidity. I watched how he released soft-boiled eggs into oatmeal ... He ate, chewed, and his nose rose terribly funny and cute. He asked me about something, very simply and affectionately, and my fear began to pass, and I answered him something ... "
Lev Nikolayevich loved his granddaughter very much. On July 15, 1909, he wrote a “Prayer to Sonechka’s granddaughter” especially for her: “God commanded all people to do one thing, that they love each other. This thing needs to be learned. And in order to learn this business, you need the first thing: not to allow yourself to think bad things about anyone, the second thing: not to say bad things about anyone, and the third thing: not to do to another what you don’t want to do to yourself. Whoever learns this will know the greatest joy in the world - the joy of love.
Soon Olga Konstantinovna bought an apartment for herself and her children in Moscow, in Pomerantsev Lane. The descendants of Tolstoy still live in it.
Sonya grew up to be a very open, smart, addicted girl. She received a good education and was fluent in foreign languages. In character, she was not like a calm aristocratic mother, but like her father - she was just as emotional, active, energetic, she loved life very much.
Sophia entered Moscow University, but did not study there even for a year - the girl had poor health, she was often sick. Later, Tolstaya successfully graduated from the Moscow Institute of the Living Word. In the meantime, Aunt Tatyana Lvovna invited her to live and receive medical treatment in Yasnaya Polyana.
At that time, in 1921, Sergey Mikhailovich Sukhotin, the adopted son of Tatyana Lvovna, worked as the commandant in Yasnaya Polyana. Sergei and Sophia liked each other, began to write letters, meet. And they got married in the fall. Sergey was 13 years older than Sophia! Behind him was already one unsuccessful marriage, war and prison. He was even sentenced to death for economic crimes, but was amnestied. Apparently, these life events left an imprint on his health - in January 1922, 35-year-old Sergei Sukhotin suffered an apoplexy, in the spring of 1923 - another one. Paralysis broke Sophia's husband completely. It was decided to send him to France for treatment.
And very soon Sofya Andreevna met the biggest and main love of her life. From her memoirs: “Once I was with my literary friends in the Pegasus Stall. Then there was a lot of talk about this literary cafe of the Imagists ... We were obviously lucky: shortly after our arrival, Yesenin began to read poetry. About Yesenin, around whose name the most contradictory "legends" began to take shape already in those years, I had heard before. I also came across some of his poems. But I saw Yesenin for the first time. It is difficult for me to remember now what poems he read then. And I don't want to fantasize. What is it for? Since then, my memory has forever preserved something else: the extreme nakedness of Yesenin’s soul, the insecurity of his heart ... But my personal acquaintance with him happened later ... "
And here is Sofya Andreevna's entry in her desk calendar of 1925:
Sofya Andreevna recalls: “At the apartment of Galya Benislavskaya, in Bryusovsky Lane, where Yesenin and his sister Katya once lived, writers, friends and comrades of Sergei and Galya somehow gathered. Boris Pilnyak was also invited, and I came with him. We were introduced ... I felt myself the whole evening somehow especially joyful and easy ... Finally, I began to get ready. It was very late. We decided that Yesenin would go to see me off. We went out with him together into the street and wandered around Moscow at night for a long time ... This meeting decided my fate ... ”.
Sofya Andreevna fell in love with Yesenin immediately, completely and irrevocably. The poet often came to the Tolstoy's apartment in Pomerantsev Lane. They practically did not part. Already in June 1925, Yesenin moved to his chosen one.
"Parrot Ring", which Sofya Andreevna wore all her life. Until May 15, 2016, you can see it at the exhibition “If it’s burning, it’s already burning, burning down ...” in the Yasnaya Polyana Gallery.
Once, during one of their walks, Sofya and Sergey met a gypsy woman with a parrot on the boulevard. They gave her a change for divination, and the parrot pulled out a large copper ring for Yesenin. The gypsy put this ring on Sergei Alexandrovich, and he soon gave it to Sonya. She tucked the ring under her size and then wore it all her life between her other two rings.
Sergey Yesenin.
Apparently, it's been like this forever
By the age of thirty, having gone crazy,
More and more burnt cripples,
We are in touch with life.
Honey, I'll be thirty soon.
And the earth is dearer to me every day.
That's why my heart began to dream
That I burn with pink fire.
Kohl burn, so burn, burning.
And not for nothing in the lime blossom
I took out the ring from the parrot, -
A sign that together we burn.
That ring was put on me by a gypsy,
I took it off my hand and gave it to you.
And now, when the hurdy-gurdy is sad,
I can't help but think, I can't help but be shy.
A pool of swamp wanders in the head.
And frost and haze on the heart.
Maybe someone else
You gave it away with a laugh.
Maybe kissing before dawn
He asks you himself
Like a funny, stupid poet
You led to sensual verses.
So what! This wound will also pass.
It's only sad to see the edge of life,
For the first time such a bully
Tricked the damn parrot.
When Yesenin proposed to her, Sophia was in seventh heaven with happiness. On July 2, 1925, she wrote to Tolstoy's friend Anatoly Koni: “During this time, great changes have taken place in me - I am getting married. The case of my divorce is now underway, and by the middle of the month I will marry another ... My fiancé is the poet Sergei Yesenin. I am very happy and very much in love." Yesenin also proudly told his friends that his fiancee was Tolstoy's granddaughter.
Life with a poet cannot be called sweet and cloudless. All relatives sympathized with Sophia, because they understood how difficult it was for her with Yesenin. Constant drinking, gatherings, leaving home, spree, doctors ... She tried to save him.
In the fall of 1925, the poet went into a terrible binge, which ended with a month of treatment in the Gannushkin psychiatric hospital. Sofya Andreevna understood that she was losing him. On December 18, 1925, she wrote to her mother and brother:
“...Then I met Sergei. And I realized that it is very big and fatal. It was neither sensuality nor passion. As a lover, I didn't need him at all. I just loved it all. The rest came later. I knew that I was going to the cross, and I went consciously ... I wanted to live only for him.
I gave my all to him. Completely deaf and blind, there is only one. Now he no longer needs me, and I have nothing left.
If you love me, then I ask you not to condemn Sergey in thoughts or words and never blame him for anything. What if he drank and tortured me drunk? He loved me and his love covered everything. And I was happy, insanely happy ... He gave me the happiness to love him. And to carry in oneself such love as he, his soul, gave birth to in me, is infinite happiness ... "
Yesenin's death on December 28, 1925 Sofya Andreevna suffered very hard. She was saved by the fact that she immediately plunged into work. I began to collect memories of Yesenin, manuscripts, photographs, his things. Already in December 1926, an exhibition dedicated to Yesenin was opened at the Writers' Union. And a year later - the Yesenin Museum. Sofya Andreevna was engaged in the publication of poems, held literary evenings in his memory. Since 1928, she began working at the State Tolstoy Museum in Moscow, first as a research assistant, and since 1933 as a scientific secretary.
In 1941, she became the director of the united Tolstoy museums. In the first months of the war, when the threat of occupation loomed over Yasnaya Polyana, Sofya Andreevna organized the evacuation of the exhibits of Tolstoy's house, which ended two weeks before the German invasion of the Tolstoy Museum.
On October 13, 1941, 110 boxes with exhibits were sent first to Moscow and then to Tomsk. Only three and a half years later they returned to their original place. On May 24, 1945, Sofya Andreevna officially reopened the museum in a solemn atmosphere. After the separation of Yasnaya Polyana from other Tolstoy museums, Tolstaya-Yesenina continued to hold the post of director of the State Leo Tolstoy Museum in Moscow.
In 1947, 32-year-old handsome Alexander Timrot came to work in Yasnaya Polyana. And Sofya Andreevna fell in love again ... In 1948 they got married.
The last years of Tolstaya-Yesenina spent in an apartment in Pomerantsev Lane. A few weeks before her death, the son of Sergei Yesenin, Alexander, came to Moscow (born in 1924 from the poetess Nadezhda Volpin). But she refused to meet him - she did not want him to see her in such a state. Sofya Andreevna died on June 29, 1957 in Moscow, she was buried near Yasnaya Polyana in the cemetery in Kochaki, in the Tolstoy family necropolis. https://myslo.ru
Wives and girlfriends of Sergei Yesenin
“Many women loved me, Yes, and I myself loved more than one,” wrote Yesenin. How many were there - women who shared the joys of love with Yesenin? The poet took the answer to this question with him to the grave. We know only a few chosen by him.
Anna IZRYADNOVA. She was the common-law wife of Sergei Yesenin. They met in Sytin's printing house in 1913. They rented an apartment in Moscow, and a year later their son Yuri was born. His fate was tragic. At 22, Yuri was shot in the cellars of the Lubyanka.
Zinaida REIKH. Paix became the poet's legal wife. Their meeting took place thanks to Yesenin's friend Alexei Ganin, who invited Zinaida and Sergei, who were not yet familiar, to spend a few days in their homeland. On the train, Yesenin confessed his love to Reich, they got off at an unnamed station near Vologda and got married in a village church. Zinaida Reich gave birth to two children, Tatyana and Konstantin, to the poet.
Isadora Duncan. Yesenin's loudest and brightest novel. They understood each other from the first meeting without words. Yesenin did not know foreign languages, and Isadora did not speak Russian, but immediately fell in love with Sergei with all her heart. Even the huge age difference was nothing to them: Duncan was 17 years and 8 months older than Yesenin. They signed in Moscow on May 10, 1922 and went abroad. But in 1924 their relationship ended.
Sofia TOLSTAYA. Leo Tolstoy's granddaughter became the poet's wife at the end of July 1925, although Yesenin had not yet been divorced from Duncan.
Galina BENISLAVSKAYA. The poet's girlfriend shared shelter with him in the last months of his life. Her husband did not survive the betrayal and shot himself. And Galya herself committed suicide on Yesenin's grave on December 3, 1926.
Hope VOLPIN. She occupied a special place in Yesenin's life. Remember the last lines from "Shagane ..."?
“There is a girl in the north too.
She looks a lot like you.
Maybe he's thinking about me..."
It's just about her.
Acquaintance. The first meeting of Nadezhda Volpin with Sergei Yesenin took place in 1919 in a cafe on Tverskaya in Moscow. On the occasion of the second anniversary of October, poets gathered here and read poetry. Yesenin was also supposed to perform, but the poet replied to the invitation of the entertainer to go on stage: “He wants to”. Then Volpin, a passionate admirer of his work, approached Sergei and asked him to read poetry. Yesenin stood up, bowed politely and said: "For you - with pleasure." Since then, they often met in this literary cafe. Yesenin often accompanied Nadia home, they talked about poetry. Yesenin signed the first book donated by Volpin as follows: “To Nadezhda Volpin with hope.”
Conquest. “Yesterday I repulsed another violent attack by Yesenin,” Volpin writes in a book of memoirs about the poet many years later. The passion of Sergei Yesenin did not find an answer in the soul of Nadezhda for almost three years. She gave herself to him only in the spring of 1922. Later, in drunken companies, the rake-poet will tell how he deprived the impregnable Nadezhda of virginity. Here is one of the table conversations:
Yesenin: I crushed this peach!
Volpin: Crush a peach for a short time, and you will gnaw the bone with your teeth!
Yesenin: And she is always so - ruffy! Here I have deprived the girl of innocence and I can not get rid of tenderness for her.
Spat. They often quarreled over literary predilections. Thinking of marrying Volpin, Yesenin set her an indispensable condition: she had to stop writing poetry. Once, at the party of the sculptor Konenkov, Sergei confessed to Nadezhda:
We are so rarely together. This is only your fault. Yes, and I'm afraid of you, Nadia! I know: I can swing a great passion for you!
Son. “I told Sergei that there would be a child. This did not please him, because he already has children. Although in a conversation I made it clear to him that I did not count on marriage bonds, ”recalled Nadezhda Volpin.
Their son, Alexander Sergeevich Yesenin, was born on May 12, 1924 in Leningrad. Father and son were not destined to meet. The mother did not want to show the child to Yesenin. Although he constantly asked his friends about him.
Yesenin: What is my son?
Sakharov (friend Volpin): How were you in childhood, an exact portrait of you.
Yesenin: It should be so - this woman loved me very much!
Memories of Nadezhda Volpin. Nadezhda Volpin died on September 9, 1998, just two years before her centenary.
