I have one fun...
I have only one fun:
Fingers in the mouth and a cheerful whistle.
swept bad reputation,
That I am a brawler and a brawler.
Oh! what a ridiculous loss!
There are many funny losses in life.
I am ashamed that I believed in God.
I'm sorry that I don't believe it now.
Golden, distant distances!
Everything burns worldly dream.
And I was rude and scandalous
To burn brighter.
The poet's gift is to caress and scratch,
Fatal seal on it.
White rose with black toad
I wanted to get married on earth.
Let them not get along, let them not come true
These thoughts of pink days.
But if the devils nested in the soul -
So the angels lived in it.
That's for this fun turbidity,
Going with her to another land,
I want at last minute
Ask those who will be with me -
So that for everything for my grave sins,
For disbelief in grace
They put me in a Russian shirt
Under the icons to die.
R. Kleiner reads
Rafael Aleksandrovich Kleiner (born June 1, 1939, village of Rubezhnoye, Lugansk region, Ukrainian SSR, USSR) - Russian theater director, People's Artist of Russia (1995).
From 1967 to 1970 he was an actor at the Moscow Drama and Comedy Theater on Taganka.
Yesenin Sergey Alexandrovich (1895-1925)
Yesenin was born in peasant family. From 1904 to 1912 he studied at the Konstantinovsky Zemstvo School and at the Spas-Klepikovskaya School. During this time, he wrote more than 30 poems, compiled a handwritten collection "Sick Thoughts" (1912), which he tried to publish in Ryazan. Russian village, nature middle lane Russian, oral folk art, and most importantly - Russian classic literature rendered strong influence for the formation young poet, channeled his natural talent. Yesenin himself different time called different sources that nourished his work: songs, ditties, fairy tales, spiritual poems, "The Tale of Igor's Campaign", the poetry of Lermontov, Koltsov, Nikitin and Nadson. Later he was influenced by Blok, Klyuev, Bely, Gogol, Pushkin.
From the letters of Yesenin 1911 - 1913 emerges Difficult life poet. All this is reflected in poetic world his lyrics of 1910 - 1913, when he wrote more than 60 poems and poems. The most significant works of Yesenin, which brought him fame as one of best poets, established in the 1920s.
Like everyone great poet, Yesenin is not a thoughtless singer of his feelings and experiences, but a poet - a philosopher. Like all poetry, his lyrics are philosophical. Philosophical lyrics are verses in which the poet speaks of eternal problems human being, conducts a poetic dialogue with man, nature, earth, the universe. An example of the complete interpenetration of nature and man is the poem “Green Hairstyle” (1918). One develops in two plans: a birch is a girl. The reader will never know who this poem is about - about a birch tree or about a girl. Because a person here is likened to a tree - the beauty of the Russian forest, and she - to a person. Birch in Russian poetry is a symbol of beauty, harmony, youth; she is bright and chaste.
The poetry of nature, the mythology of the ancient Slavs, is imbued with such poems of 1918 as “Silver Road ...”, “Songs, songs about what are you shouting about?”, “I left native home...”, “Golden foliage swirled ...”, etc.
Yesenin's poetry of the last, most tragic years (1922 - 1925) is marked by a desire for a harmonious worldview. Most often, in the lyrics one feels a deep understanding of oneself and the Universe (“I don’t regret, I don’t call, I don’t cry ...”, “The golden grove dissuaded ...”, “Now we are leaving a little ...”, etc.)
The poem of values in Yesenin's poetry is one and indivisible; everything is interconnected in it, everything forms a single picture of the “beloved homeland” in all its diversity of shades. This is the highest ideal of the poet.
Having passed away at the age of 30, Yesenin left us a wonderful poetic legacy, and as long as the earth lives, Yesenin, the poet, is destined to live with us and “sing with his whole being in the poet the sixth part of the earth with the short name “Rus”.
I have only one fun:
Fingers in the mouth - and a cheerful whistle.
Bad fame swept
That I am a brawler and a brawler.
Oh! what a ridiculous loss!
There are many funny losses in life.
I'm ashamed that I believed in God.
I'm sorry that I don't believe it now.
Golden, distant distances!
Everything burns worldly dream.
And I was rude and scandalous
To burn brighter.
The poet's gift is to caress and scratch,
Fatal seal on it.
White rose with black toad
I wanted to get married on earth.
Let them not get along, let them not come true
These thoughts of pink days.
But if the devils nested in the soul -
So the angels lived in it.
That's for this fun turbidity,
Going with her to another land,
I want last minute
Ask those who will be with me -
So that for everything for my grave sins,
For disbelief in grace
They put me in a Russian shirt
Under the icons to die.
Analysis of the poem "I have only one fun left" Yesenin
The last years of Yesenin's life were very difficult. The poet experienced difficulties in his personal life, his conflict with Soviet power. Addiction to alcohol became an addiction, from which he was already forced to be treated. Periods of lumen were interspersed with severe depression. Paradoxically, at this time he creates beautiful poems. One of them is “I have one fun left ...” (1923).
Yesenin immediately declares his fame as a bawdy and brawler. His violent drunken behavior was known throughout Moscow. " Cheerful whistle"- typical behavior for a poet who is already in enough adulthood. But Yesenin already absolutely does not care. He crossed the line beyond which it is still possible to stop. Having experienced many sufferings and failures, the poet lost hope for a better future. Comparing his notoriety to a "ridiculous loss," he claims to have lost much more in his life.
The only thing that worries Yesenin is shame for the past faith in God. At the same time, he feels bitterness from the fact that he became an unbeliever. There is a deep philosophical meaning in this contradictory statement. Clean and light soul the poet, faced with all the dirt and abomination of the world, could not give a worthy rebuff. Yesenin acted according to the principle: “To live with wolves is to howl like a wolf.” But, having sunk to the very bottom, the poet realized that he had lost something very important, helping in life.
Yesenin claims that his crazy antics were aimed at "burning brighter." real poet should be visible to the whole world. His work is bound to ignite the hearts of people. This is the only way to break through human indifference. To feel subtly the world, the soul of a poet must be full of contradictions. Along with the devils, angels are certainly present there.
Yesenin uses very vivid images to describe his highest calling - the wedding of a "white rose with a black toad." He believes that he could not connect these absolutely opposite images together, but he strived for this.
The poet's statements about a complete reassessment of his convictions are known. He became the author of a number of works in which he denies patriarchy and religion and advocates atheism and technical progress. But in the last lines of the poem “I have only one fun left,” it becomes clear that Yesenin hid deep in his soul, carefully kept from other people's interference. Last wish"hooligan" - to die "in a Russian shirt under the icons." In this, the poet sees the atonement for all his sins.
Poem by S.A. Yesenin “I have only one fun left” was written in 1923, a few years before life young poet ended tragically. It is known that after moving to Moscow creative career Yesenin began to develop rapidly. He became recognizable and loved by many. But the constant longing for his native places sharpened his soul. He was looking for oblivion in the carbon monoxide fun of taverns. Violent temper, drunkenness - became his constant companions.
"I have only one fun left" verse became a kind of result of the poet's reflections on his life. Looking back, Yesenin sees a daring life, where he scandalized and obscene, but at the same time something bright, beautiful breaks out of his soul. The poem is like a confession, it reflects the fear of losing faith in God and resignation to the fact that not everything in life has developed as dreamed. Waving his hand at his "bad" fame, Yesenin wants only one thing, so that the end of his life is calm. The confession of a desperate and resigned person cannot leave anyone indifferent. This poem takes its rightful place in philosophical lyrics the most famous Russian imagist.
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I have only one fun:
Fingers in the mouth - and a cheerful whistle.
Bad fame swept
That I am a brawler and a brawler.
Oh! what a ridiculous loss!
There are many funny losses in life.
I'm ashamed that I believed in God.
I'm sorry that I don't believe it now.
Golden, distant distances!
Everything burns worldly dream.
And I was rude and scandalous
To burn brighter.
The poet's gift is to caress and scratch,
Fatal seal on it.
White rose with black toad
I wanted to get married on earth.
Let them not get along, let them not come true
These thoughts of pink days.
But if the devils nested in the soul -
So the angels lived in it.
That's for this fun turbidity,
Going with her to another land,
I want last minute
Ask those who will be with me -
So that for everything for my grave sins,
For disbelief in grace
They put me in a Russian shirt
Under the icons to die.
But like any creative person, Sergey Alexandrovich went through his own, difficult and in some places thorny path which, obviously, influenced all his work. What happened in Yesenin's life that until now his lines penetrate to the very heart? How did the poet begin his journey and how did he end? In order to answer all these questions, it is necessary to pay attention to the facts from the poet's biography.
I have one fun...
I have only one fun:Fingers in the mouth - and a cheerful whistle.
Bad fame swept
That I am a brawler and a brawler.
Oh! what a ridiculous loss!
There are many funny losses in life.
I'm ashamed that I believed in God.
I'm sorry that I don't believe it now.
Golden, distant distances!
Everything burns worldly dream.
And I was rude and scandalous
To burn brighter.
The poet's gift is to caress and scratch,
Fatal seal on it.
White rose with black toad
I wanted to get married on earth.
Let them not get along, let them not come true
These thoughts of pink days.
But if the devils nested in the soul -
So the angels lived in it.
That's for this fun turbidity,
Going with her to another land,
I want last minute
Ask those who will be with me -
So that for everything for my grave sins,
For disbelief in grace
They put me in a Russian shirt
Under the icons to die.
1923
One of the most popular poems by Sergei Yesenin, “I have only one fun left,” is completely permeated with the poet’s spiritual anguish. It is here that he talks about his failures in life, it is here that he is shown how he fell and rose. Interestingly, in this poem the poet justifies his constant drinking - he just wanted to "burn", stand out from the crowd and be remembered by everyone around him.
The work is permeated and boundless love to his own country, to its culture and life, but in parallel the poet says that he no longer believes in anything - complete disappointment, longing and sadness. Nevertheless, despite everything that happened in his life, despite all the festivities and rebellions, the poet declares that after his death he wants to remain faithful to his country - to die in a Russian shirt, surrounded by loved ones.
It is difficult to say what exactly was going on in the soul of the poet at the time of writing the work. One thing is obvious - already at that time he had a premonition of his imminent death. Moreover, the year of writing the work coincided with difficult period the life of the poet, in which there were repressions, and persecution, and misunderstanding of the authorities, betrayal of influential patrons and rebellion against generally accepted morality.
Biography of Sergei Yesenin
Like most poets, Sergei Alexandrovich Yesenin was born into the simplest family, which was no different from the rest of the villagers. The family lived in the village of Konstantinovo, and on October 3, 1895, little Serezha was born. It so happened that he was brought up future poet not a mother, but the older generation - a beloved grandmother and grandfather. Sergei's mother was forced to leave the village to work, because there was no worthy and paid work in the village in those years. Also in early childhood Sergey, under the guidance of his grandmother, became interested in poetry - the old woman knew great amount songs and poems, which entertained the younger generation on quiet dark evenings.
At some point, the poet, like his mother, realized that there were no prospects in the countryside, and already in 1912 he left his native village and, with a pain in his chest, went to conquer the capital. It is not surprising that the capital received the young and ambitious Sergey well - here he almost immediately got a paid job as a proofreader at a local printing house and got a unique opportunity for his time to read everything that comes to hand and even what is practically lacking. For a long time Sergey aspired to study and work, swallowing knowledge in batches. At the same time, he was an active participant literary organization, in which thematic events of interest to Sergey were often held.
It is not surprising that the monotonous and routine life did not suit Yesenin at all - already in 1914 the poet abandoned everything that surrounded him and decided to devote himself entirely to writing poems. In the same year, the poet goes to Petrograd - it is here that all literary life is in full swing, all the elite gather and the most ambitious creative events take place. Yesenin immediately becomes his own among even the most famous personalities in the poetic world, easily finds a language with the movement of new peasant poets, who accept him into their circles.
He did not manage to roam in Petrograd, because Sergei was drafted into the army, where his service was surprisingly easy thanks to his special talents - here he read poetry to the Empress herself and her entire family. It is not surprising that the impudent poet, who created for himself a special image of a hooligan and revelers, even in society great empress did not shun swear words and directly announced his point of view, which simply shocked all listeners.
Yesenin's special image
Some may think that the poet was a noble reveler and spent his whole life in drunkenness and debauchery. In fact, biographers say that the poet’s festivities at first were nothing more than a well-planned image - the poet’s first popular poem was just hooligan, and the public was happy to hook on this image. After leaving his native village, Yesenin practically did not drink alcohol and even scolded his neighbors, who spent all their time drinking.
It is difficult to say how a well-thought-out image turned into real life- but every year Yesenin drank more and more, which his friends could not help but notice.
Women of Sergei Yesenin
Sergei Alexandrovich from childhood was aware of his unusual natural beauty and enjoyed it all his life. The poet had no end to women and he used this - he played with them as he wanted and changed them like gloves. Nevertheless, the poet also had serious novels. Back in 1917, the poet met Zinaida Reich, with whom he got married and had two children at once, but the poet’s move back to Moscow, to the very thick literary life, divorced a couple and Yesenin easily found a replacement for the lady of the heart.The pursuit of popularity and moving to Moscow coincided with the acquaintance with Nadezhda Volpin, who, like Reich, gave the poet a child. However, the fame that weighed more and more on the poet, constant night festivities in taverns and love for female attention divorced this couple.
The loudest and brightest romance of Sergei Alexandrovich Yesenin was with the American popular dancer Isadora Duncan. This woman left a serious imprint in the life of the poet - she was the initiator of his world tour, in which, surprisingly, the poet drank a lot, walked and rowdy. Duncan did not receive due attention, which was very upsetting, and after returning from the tour, the couple broke up forever without unnecessary scandals and tantrums.
Poets death
The life of the great creator did not last long and ended very tragically - on December 28, 1925, Yesenin was preparing to release his collected works, but was found hanged on a pipe in the Angleterre Hotel. Biographers are still arguing whether Yesenin's death was a suicide, but many facts still speak of the murder:The disorder in the room speaks either of the poet's madness in last hours, or the presence of unauthorized persons;
The poet was clearly afraid that they would come for him;
The short stature of the poet simply could not allow him to hang himself under the high ceiling of the hotel.
Be that as it may, Sergei Alexandrovich Yesenin left a noticeable mark on all Russian literature, therefore even today his popularity is growing - his poems are studied at school, films and series are made about him. The poet's work has become an inspiration for many, and his life is an example.
