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Sergei Aleksandrovich Yesenin (October 3, 1895, Konstantinovo, Ryazan district, Ryazan province, Russian Empire-December 28, 1925. Angleterre, Leningrad, Russian Empire)-Russian poet, representative of New Peasant poetry and lyrics, and in the later period of creativity-Imaginism. In different periods of creativity, his poems reflected social democratic ideas, images of the revolution and the Motherland, the village and nature, love and the search for happiness. Death. On December 28, 1925, Yesenin was found dead in the Leningrad hotel" Angleterre" by his friend G. F. Ustinov and his wife. At the time of the poet's death, the door inside the room was tightly locked, it was broken into with a crowbar. After breaking the doors, Yesenin's friends who entered saw a terrible picture: the whole room was turned upside down, a noose made of a torn sheet was suspended on the neck of the poet lying on the sofa. The last poem of the poet is "Goodbye, my friend, goodbye..."-according to the testimony of Wolf Ehrlich, it was given to him the day before: Yesenin complained that there was no ink in the room, and he was forced to write with his blood. The autopsy of the body was conducted by the forensic expert A. G. Gilyarevsky on December 29, 1925. The autopsy results noted minor injuries to the body. In conclusion, A. G. Gilyarevsky pointed out that Yesenin's death came from asphyxia through hanging. According to the version, which is now generally accepted among academic researchers of Yesenin's life, the poet in a state of depression (a week after the end of treatment in a psychoneurological hospital) committed suicide (hanged himself). After a civil memorial service at the Union of Poets in Leningrad, Yesenin's body was delivered by train to Moscow on December 29, where a farewell was also arranged in the Press House with the participation of relatives and friends of the deceased. He was buried on December 31, 1925 in Moscow at the Vagankovsky cemetery. Murder version. In the 1970s-1980s, there were versions about the murder of the poet with the subsequent staging of Yesenin's suicide (as a rule, OGPU employees are accused of organizing the murder). The contribution to the development of this version was made by the investigator of the Moscow Criminal Investigation Department, retired Colonel Eduard Khlystalov. The version of Yesenin's murder penetrated into popular culture: in particular, in the artistic form it is presented in the television series Yesenin (2005). Proponents of this version argue that if we consider in detail the posthumous photos of the poet in high resolution, it is safe to assume that the poet before his death was severely beaten. In their opinion, in favor of this version says a well-known fact: Sergei Yesenin, from his youth was fond of fist fights, was, according to contemporaries, a fairly strong fighter who could provide active resistance to the killers who attacked him. In 1989, under the auspices of the Gorky IMLI, the Yesenin Commission was established under the chairmanship of the Soviet and Russian Yeseninov scholar Y. L. Prokushev; at his request, a number of examinations were conducted, which led, in his opinion, to the following conclusion:"the published "versions" about the murder of the poet with the subsequent staging of the hanging, despite some discrepancies...are a vulgar, incompetent interpretation of special information, sometimes falsifying the resultsof the examination" (from the official response of Professor at the Department of Forensic Medicine, Doctor of Medical Sciences B. S. Svadkovsky to the request of the chairman of the commission Y. L. Prokushev). Versions of Yesenin's murder are considered late fiction or unconvincing and other biographers of the poet.
December 28, 2015 marks the 90th anniversary of the death of the Russian poet Sergei Alexandrovich Yesenin...The last two years of the poet's life were spent on the road: he traveled to the Caucasus three times, traveled several times to Leningrad (St. Petersburg), seven times to Konstantinovo. At the end of November 1925, the poet was in a psychoneurological clinic. One of the last works of Yesenin was the poem "The Black Man", in which the past life appears as part of a nightmare. Interrupting the course of treatment, on December 23 Yesenin left for Leningrad. On December 24, 1925, he stayed at the Angleterre Hotel, where on December 27 he wrote his last poem, "Goodbye, my friend, goodbye...". On the night of December 28, 1925, according to the official version, Sergei Yesenin committed suicide. The poet was discovered on the morning of December 28. His body hung in a loop on a water pipe under the ceiling, at a height of almost three meters. No serious investigation was conducted, the city authorities limited to the report from the district policeman. Specially created in 1993, the commission did not confirm the version of other circumstances of the poet's death, in addition to the official one. Sergei Yesenin is buried in Moscow at the Vagankovsky cemetery. The material was prepared on the basis of information from RIA Novosti and open sources.
Sergei Yesenin: suicide or murder?. The last anniversary of the poet Sergei Yesenin-the 110th anniversary of his birth, unexpectedly revealed a curious phenomenon in the modern public consciousness. It turns out that many fans of the poet are not satisfied with the well-known tragic finale of his fate-suicide in 1925. In the days of the anniversary, the book of the writer Vitaly Bezrukov "Sergei Yesenin" was published, where the author proves that Yesenin was killed...RIA Novosti columnist Anatoly Korolev. The last anniversary of the poet Sergei Yesenin-the 110th anniversary of his birth, unexpectedly revealed a curious phenomenon in the modern public consciousness. It turns out that many fans of the poet are not satisfied with the well-known tragic finale of his fate-suicide in 1925. In the days of the anniversary, the book of the writer Vitaly Bezrukov "Sergei Yesenin" was published, where the author proves that Yesenin was killed. The Orthodox Church passionately condemns suicide, considering such an act a crime against God's institution, a rejection of life given from above. By tradition, the bodies of such people are not buried, and it is forbidden to bury within the cemetery. The book by Vitaly Bezrukov was supported by the son of the writer, the famous actor in the country Sergey Bezrukov, who just played the role of the poet in a serial television film that is about to be shown to the viewers of the first TV channel. The film denies the generally accepted version of the poet's suicide and tries to prove that Yesenin was killed by NKVD agents on the instructions of the Kremlin. The Deputy Prosecutor General of the Russian Federation (whose answer is published in the same book) replies that "there are no grounds for initiating a criminal case on the death of S. Yesenin." A powerful support for the revision of the past was the statement of the speaker of the Federation Council Sergei Mironov: "There is still a lot of uncertainty in the death of Yesenin, and in this regard, the question of conducting a final investigation is absolutely rightly raised." The most in-depth investigation of the case was conducted at his own risk by the senior investigator of the Moscow criminal investigation Department Eduard Khlystalov, who spent all the last years of his life on revealing the truth after he retired. It is his conclusions that are put in the book by V. Bezrukov and the script of the television series. Yesenin was found in the morning in the fifth room, the Leningrad hotel "Angleterre". It was then called the International. And it happened on New Year's Eve, December 28, 1925. The door was broken. The body hung in a noose on a water pipe under the ceiling. At an altitude of almost 3 meters. There was a note on the table. It began with the words: Goodbye my friend, Goodbye, My dear, you are in my chest...And it ended: In this life to die is not new, But to live, of course, is not newer…It is believed that the note was addressed to the young poet Vladimir Ehrlich, who was the first to enter the room. Ehrlich claimed that it was written in the blood of a poet. By the way, the original survived, but someone wrapped the letters with a pen, and it is now impossible to see the previous color of the lines. There was no serious investigation. The city authorities limited themselves to a report from the district policeman Nikolai Gorbov. Let's ask, who needed Yesenin's death? Yesenin always shunned politics, his life blazed like burning alcohol in the cold. Opponents of the official version believe that he was killed for anti-Soviet sentiments and ardent nationalism. The protocol states: "On the territory of the 2nd police station, in the hotel "International", committed suicide by hanging citizen Desenin Sergey, 30 years old. His corpse was sent to the hospital. Nechaeva". Even the name was lied to! Not Yesenin, but Desenin.
Sergei Alexandrovich Yesenin; 3 October [O.S. 21 September] 1895-28 December 1925), sometimes spelled as Esenin, was a Russian lyric poet. He is one of the most popular and well-known Russian poets of the 20th century, known for "his lyrical evocations of and nostalgia for the village life of his childhood-no idyll, presented in all its rawness, with an implied curse on urbanisation and industrialisation." Death. On 28 December 1925, Yesenin was found dead in his room in the Hotel Angleterre in St Petersburg. His last poem Goodbye my friend, goodbye (До свиданья, друг мой, до свиданья) according to Wolf Ehrlich was written by him the day before he died. Yesenin complained that there was no ink in the room, and he was forced to write with his blood. Yesenin's corpse in his hotel room: До свиданья, друг мой, до свиданья. Милый мой, ты у меня в груди. Предназначенное расставанье Обещает встречу впереди. До свиданья, друг мой, без руки, без слова, Не грусти и не печаль бровей,-В этой жизни умирать не ново, Но и жить, конечно, не новей. Farewell, my good friend, farewell. In my heart, forever, you’ll stay. May the fated parting foretell That again we’ll meet up someday. Let no words, no handshakes ensue, No saddened brows in remorse,-To die, in this life, is not new, And living’s no newer, of course. According to his biographers, the poet was in a state of depression and committed suicide by hanging. After the funeral in the Union in Leningrad, poet Yesenin's body was transported by train to Moscow, where a farewell for relatives and friends of the deceased was also arranged. He was buried 31 December 1925, in Moscow's Vagankovskoye Cemetery. His grave is marked by a white marble sculpture. A theory exists that Yesenin's death was actually a murder by OGPU agents who staged it to look like suicide. The novel Yesenin published by Vitali Bezrukov is devoted to this version of Yesenin's death. In 2005 TV serial Sergey Yesenin based on this novel (with Sergey Bezrukov playing Yesenin) was shown on Channel One Russia. Facts tending to support the assassination hypothesis were cited by Stanislav Kunyaev and Sergey Kunyaev in the final chapter of their biography of Yesenin. Enraged by his death, Mayakovsky composed a poem called To Sergei Yesenin, where the resigned ending of Yesenin's death poem is countered by these verses: "in this life it is not hard to die, / to mold life is more difficult." In a later lecture on Yesenin, he said that the revolution demanded "that we glorify life." However, Mayakovsky himself would commit suicide in 1930.
Cultural impact. Yesenin's suicide triggered an epidemic of copycat suicides by his mostly female fans. For example, Galina Benislavskaya, his ex-girlfriend, killed herself by his graveside in December 1926. Although he was one of Russia's most popular poets and had been given an elaborate state funeral, some of his writings were banned by the Kremlin during the reigns of Joseph Stalin and Nikita Khrushchev. Nikolai Bukharin's criticism of Yesenin contributed significantly to the banning. Only in 1966 were most of his works republished. Today Yesenin's poems are taught to Russian school children; many have been set to music and recorded as popular songs. His early death, coupled with unsympathetic views by some of the literary elite, adoration by ordinary people, and sensational behavior, all contributed to the enduring and near mythical popular image of the Russian poet.
MAPLE YOU ARE MY FALLEN. Music of an unknown author of the Word S. Yesenin.
The poem was written on November 28, 1925, the first publication-"Krasnaya Gazeta" 1926. In the collections it is published as a song by an unknown composer. Music was also written by D. S. Vasiliev-Buglai (song and romance: for mixed choir without accompaniment, 1927; for high voice and piano, 1929), A. N. Pokrovsky (1971) and, according to musical collections, V. Lipatov.
"Maple you are my fallen, maple icy..."-a poem by the Russian poet Sergei Yesenin (1895-1925), written in 1925; successfully set to music. The main theme is the comparison of man and tree. "Maple you are my fallen..."-one of the first poems written by the poet in the psychiatric clinic of the 1st Moscow State University, where he, at the insistence of relatives-in order to avoid possible arrest, lay from November 26, 1925. He was allocated a bright and quite spacious room on the second floor, with windows to the garden. According to the researcher of the death of Yesenin E. A. Khlystalov, the maple that grew under the windows of the clinic and really was november 28, 1925, which dated the autograph, a blizzard, could inspire to write.
Maple you are my fallen. The author who wrote the text of the romance "Maple you are my fallen", without mistake will be called even by schoolchildren. Yes, for the musical work "Maple you are my fallen" the text was written by Sergei Yesenin. But initially, it was just poems. The music for them was written by Vasiliev-Buglai after the death of Yesenin, and the romance became one of the most popular and beloved. But the author of the words, unfortunately, did not hear what lyrical and soulful sound his poems, which received musical accompaniment, acquired. In this soulful and lyrical work, the maple that sheds its foliage is compared to a person who can hear and see and even feel. To this day, the poetic text is associated with the gentle "rustic" and piercing poetry of Yesenin. For fun feasts, the romance is too sad, so it is better to sing it at musical evenings or home gatherings with a guitar.
Analysis of the poem "Maple you are my fallen, maple icy" by Yesenin. The poem "Maple you are my fallen, maple is icy..." was written by Yesenin in November 1925, when the poet was in a state of the deepest mental crisis. Yesenin painfully sought a way out of the difficult situation. He was oppressed by the increasing pressure of the authorities. The poet's personal life was finally destroyed, love for him became only numerous meetings for one night. Yesenin was increasingly possessed by alcohol dependence. He was well aware of this, but almost ceased to resist. Alcohol is able to create the illusion of expanding consciousness, so it can be assumed that Yesenin was afraid to finally break with drunkenness, as he believed that it helps him in creativity. It is not known in what condition Yesenin wrote the poem. Despite the behavior of the protagonist, it became a real masterpiece of the poet. It seems that incredibly touching and poignant lines come from the most exhausted soul. Yesenin has long said goodbye to his native village, but in difficult times he turns for help to the images of Russian nature. Not finding a response in people, he chooses in the interlocutors "icy maple". The poet is in the city, but the maple in his mind is a rural guest ("for the village...you're out"). Therefore, the author feels his blood relationship with the tree, it reminds him of a sweet homeland, which is very far away. Yesenin conducts a sincere conversation with maple, as if with an old and close person. He sincerely admits to him that he is very drunk and afraid not to reach the house. If this is a real description of the poet's return home, then it becomes strange why acquaintances, seeing his condition, could not hold a person. In this case, the feeling of Yesenin's incredible loneliness is understandable, in which he decided to start a conversation with a simple tree. The poet tells the maple that on the way he met different trees. Undoubtedly, he came across people, but they do not even deserve mention. But to the willow and pine he read his works, encouraged them, reminding them of the hot summer. Having replaced the tired human environment with the society of trees, Yesenin imagined himself as a "green maple". He was again overwhelmed by longing for a bygone youth. The last trick of the poet, which he himself shamefully characterizes as "fooled in the board", was a hug with birch. Yesenin made many mistakes in life: destroyed women's happiness, arranged drunken scandals and fights. But in the people's memory he will forever remain a great poet. Only a real genius could create the work "Maple you are my fallen, maple icy...", which became a popular romance.
"Maple you are my fallen, maple icy..." S. Yesenin. Analysis of Yesenin's poem "Maple you are my fallen, maple icy...". Landscape lyrics by Sergei Yesenin, in addition to amazing imagery and metaphor, have one unique feature - almost all the works of the poet are autobiographical. The poem "Maple you are my fallen, maple icy...", created at the end of November 1925, does not belong to the category of exceptions. This work is based on real facts and has its own backstory, about which until recently nothing was known. Only a few years ago, researchers of Yesenin's life and work compared the date of writing this poem with the events that took place in the poet's life. It turns out that on November 28, 1925, when these amazing lines were written, which later became a wonderful romance, the poet left the Moscow clinic, in which he was treated for another binge. And, of course, the first thing I went to the tavern to improve my health. When and under what circumstances Yesenin's thoughts formed into poetic lines, history is silent. However, the old clinic has survived to this day, and the bibliographers of the poet even managed to find a room on the second floor of an old mansion, in which he spent several days. Imagine the surprise of the researchers when from the window overlooking the courtyard, they saw the same "icy maple" that stood in the depths of the park and, like "a drunken watchman, coming out on the road, drowned in a snowdrift, freezing his leg." It is no secret that Yesenin in his work constantly identified plants with people. And if a slender birch, which "having lost modesty" and "like a stranger's wife" in a fit of drunken frenzy embraced by the poet, is associated with a woman, then the maple is an exclusively male image. Moreover, for Yesenin, it symbolizes a man in his years, who had to share difficult life trials. It is noteworthy that in this poem the author compares himself with a maple, noting only that he is younger, not yet fallen, "and green with all his mind." However, such a parallel suggests that the author is experiencing a deep spiritual longing associated with the fact that he was disappointed in life. Striving for fame and freedom, Yesenin very soon realized that these two concepts are simply incompatible. Moreover, in the country that was the birthplace of the poet, it was almost impossible to find true freedom under a dictatorial communist regime. If we compare the facts, it turns out that at the very moment when Yesenin was in the clinic, they tried to arrest him. However, Professor Pyotr Gannushkin, who at that time was in charge of the psychiatric department of the hospital in which Yesenin was treated, did not give out his idol, saying that the poet was not in a medical institution. Therefore, it is not surprising that Sergei Yesenin was constantly looking for solace in wine, and did not hesitate at all. It was alcohol that gave the poet the illusion of freedom and permissiveness, although for this addiction had to pay not only physical health, but also mental balance. Yesenin hints at this sad fact in his poem "Maple you are my fallen, maple is icy...", informing readers with slight sadness that he himself "has now become unstable" and is not even able to get home after a "friendly drinking". However, one should not regard the declarations of love that the poet addresses to maple, willow and pine, singing them "songs under the blizzard about summer" as one of the manifestations of excessive libations. Yesenin, disappointed in the people around him and realizing that he was actually walking on the blade of a knife, sought solace and friendly participation from nature, which he admired since childhood. This can explain the phenomenon of identifying trees with people who replaced the poet with friends and interlocutors, and for this the author was infinitely grateful to them.
Maple you are my fallen (poem). "Maple you are my fallen, maple icy..."- the first line of the famous poem by the poet Sergei Yesenin; this poem is untitled and is defined by the first line. The poem was created on November 28, 1925. It was a very difficult time for the poet. He felt like he was being sedded. Surveillance, apparently, was carried out by NKVD workers. To escape persecution, the poet, at the insistence of relatives and friends, november 26, 1925 went to the psychiatric clinic of the 1st Moscow State University He was lying in a spacious room on the second floor, and the bare branches of a tree standing next to him were visible through the windows, obviously already snow-covered-at the end of November in Moscow it was winter. V. Nasedkin (Nasedkin V. The last year of Yesenin. From memoirs. M., 1927, p. 44) describes Yesenin's chamber as follows: "Clear bars of the pre-winter garden looked through the windows. E. A. Khlystalov, who studied the biography of the poet, found that on the day of writing the poem, November 28, there was a blizzard. Apparently, these branches in the window and the blizzard that occurred served as inspiration for the poem. The sad state was generated by nervousness, fear for his life, a bad premonition of imminent death. These fears were confirmed: exactly one month after the writing of this poem, on December 28, 1925, in the angleterre hotel in Leningrad, Yesenin was found dead. Whether it was suicide or murder historians and biographers can't agree on views. Many researchers claim that Yesenin was killed by the Chekists. The poem is written in a six-step chorea, the poet uses a two-syllable rhyme with stress on the first syllable. The whole work is built on the personification. Maple-like a living person, awarded with human qualities (Or what he saw? Or what he heard?...Drowned in a snowdrift, froze his leg). This poem is a lyrical miniature. The poet does not personify himself with nature, he feels himself a part of it, but a separate part; although he compares himself to a maple (I seemed to myself the same maple, Only not fallen, but green), he is not like him, he is on his own-and talks to him, revealing the subtlest aspects of his soul. At the same time, colloquial intonations are conveyed by the vocabulary of rural vernacular ("something", "now", "fooled into the board"). Behind the natural images there are reflections on life, full of longing, despair, brokenness and a feeling of inconsolable fall and grief, when there is nothing to cling to from impotence. Imbued with sadness, the lyrical lines of the poem attracted musicians-several composers composed melodies for it. They were composers D. S. Vasiliev-Buglai (he composed even two musical works on these poems: a song for mixed choir without accompaniment-in 1927; a romance for high voice and piano-in 1929). G. F. Ponomarenko (in 1954), singer A. N. Pokrovsky (1971) and V. N. Lipatov. However, only one melody was distributed. And then there were discrepancies. Some sources believe that it was the music of Vasily Lipatov in the musical arrangement of 1969 by G. F. Ponomarenko. and some call the author of the most popular song on these poems-a generally unknown composer. The resulting song with music by either V. Lipatov in the processing of G. Ponomarenko, or an unknown composer gained great popularity-it was included and continues to be included in its repertoire by many singers, the song was used in the film "Beyond the Wolves" (2002) performed by the group "Chaif". Ephraim Sevela called the libretto of his script "Maple you are my fallen" (E. Sevela. Collected works, volume 6. Publishing house "Gramma", Moscow, 1997, OCR: Gershon. Hebron).
YOU ARE MY FALLEN MAPLE, Music by an unknown author, Lyrics by S. Yesenin. You are my fallen maple, icy maple, Why are you standing, bending under a white blizzard? Or what did you see? Or what did you hear? As if you went out for a walk in the village. And, like a drunken watchman, going out on the road, He drowned in a snowdrift, froze his leg. Oh, and now I myself have become somewhat unstable, I won’t get home from a friendly booze. There he met a willow, there he noticed a pine tree, He sang songs to them under a snowstorm about summer. To myself I seemed to myself the same maple, Only not fallen, but with might and main green. And, having lost modesty, having become foolish on the board, Like someone else's wife, he hugged a birch. Russian Soviet songs (1917-1977). Comp. N. Kryukov and Y. Shvedov. M., "Artist. lit. ”, 1977. The poem was written on November 28, 1925, the first publication is Krasnaya Gazeta, evening edition, L. 1926, No. 2, January 2. It is published in collections as a song by an unknown composer. Music was also written by D. S. Vasiliev-Buglai (song and romance: for unaccompanied mixed choir, 1927; for high voice and piano, 1929), A. N. Pokrovsky (1971) and, according to music collections, V. Lipatov .
November 28 - Maple Day. Evgeny Rybachenko. On November 28, 1925, Sergei Yesenin wrote the poem "You are my fallen maple." And on November 28, you can safely celebrate Maple Day. Perhaps this day is both Russian and even international, isn't it? “You are my fallen maple” is perhaps Yesenin’s most famous poem. And the song for these verses is definitely sung all over the world. From the biography of Sergei Yesenin. November 28, 1925 Sergei Yesenin wrote one of his most famous poems - "You are my fallen maple." Details of its creation are known from the book of the researcher of the death of the poet Eduard Khlystalov “The Secret of the Angleterre Hotel”. Here is a small excerpt from it: “A court was coming (due to a conflict with Trotsky). They decided to use the last resort - to put Yesenin in a psychiatric hospital, they say, "crazy people are not judged." Sofia Tolstaya agreed with Professor P.B. Gannushkin about the poet's hospitalization in a paid clinic at Moscow University. The professor promised to provide him with a separate ward where Yesenin could do literary work. Employees of the GPU and the police ran off their feet, looking for the poet. Only a few people knew about his hospitalization in the clinic, but there were informants. On November 28, security officers rushed to the director of the clinic, Professor P.B. Gannushkin and demanded the extradition of Yesenin. Gannushkin did not extradite his countryman for reprisal. Instead of the poet, the Chekists received a certificate with the following content: “Sick S.A. Yesenin has been undergoing treatment in a psychiatric clinic since November 26 of this year to the present, due to his health he cannot be interrogated in court. Feeling safe, the poet began to work actively. A strict regime, the care of doctors, regular meals had a positive effect on his health. Friends and acquaintances who visited Yesenin in the clinic noted the poet's excellent appearance, wit and high spirits. From the first day, Yesenin was loved by all the clinic staff. The drunkard, anti-Semite, hooligan and treacherous seducer of women's hearts known in the newspapers actually turned out to be completely different: modest, childishly shy, friendly and constantly smiling. There was really no arrogance, narcissism." © Copyright: Evgeny Rybachenko , 2021, Certificate of Publication No. 221112800363
Yesenin: "You are my fallen maple" Sergei Yesenin: You are my fallen maple You are my fallen maple, icy maple, Why are you standing, bending down, under a white blizzard? Or what did you see? Or what did you hear? As if you went out for a walk outside the village And, like a drunken watchman, going out on the road, He drowned in a snowdrift, froze his leg. Oh, and now I myself have become somewhat unstable, I won’t get home from a friendly booze. There he met a willow, there he noticed a pine tree, He sang songs to them under a snowstorm about summer. To myself I seemed to myself the same maple, Only not fallen, but with might and main green. And, having lost his modesty, stupefied into a board, Like someone else's wife, he hugged a birch. Analysis of the verse "You are my fallen maple, icy maple" Yesenin The poem “You are my fallen maple, icy maple ...” was written by Yesenin in November 1925, when the poet was in a state of the deepest mental crisis. Yesenin was painfully looking for a way out of this difficult situation. He was oppressed by the growing pressure of power. The personal life of the poet was completely destroyed, love for him became only numerous meetings for one night. Yesenin was increasingly seized by alcohol addiction. He was well aware of this, but practically ceased to resist. Alcohol is able to create the illusion of expanding consciousness, so it can be assumed that Yesenin was afraid to finally break with drunkenness, as he believed that it helped him in his work. It is not known in what state Yesenin wrote the poem. Despite the behavior of the protagonist, it has become a real masterpiece of the poet. It seems that incredibly touching and poignant lines come from the most tormented soul. Yesenin has long said goodbye to his native village, but in difficult times he turns to the images of Russian nature for help. Finding no response in people, he chooses "frozen maple" as his interlocutors. The poet is in the city, but the maple in his mind is a rural guest ("for the village ... you went out"). Therefore, the author feels his blood relationship with the tree, it reminds him of his dear homeland, which is very far away. Yesenin has a sincere conversation with the maple, as if with an old and close person. He sincerely confesses to him that he is very drunk and is afraid not to reach the house. If this is a real description of the poet's return home, then it becomes strange why the acquaintances, seeing his condition, could not see the person off. In this case, the feeling of Yesenin's incredible loneliness is understandable, in which he decided to start a conversation with a simple tree. The poet tells the maple that he met different trees on the way. Undoubtedly, he came across people, but they do not even deserve a mention. But he read his works to willow and pine trees, encouraged them, reminding them of the hot summer. Having replaced the boring human environment with a society of trees, Yesenin presented himself as a “green maple”. Longing for the bygone youth flooded over him again. The last trick of the poet, which he himself shamefully characterizes as "stupid in the board," was an embrace with a birch. Yesenin made many mistakes in life: he destroyed women's happiness, made drunken scandals and fights. But in the people's memory he will forever remain a great poet. Only a real genius could create the work "You are my fallen maple, icy maple ...", which became a popular romance.
THE HISTORY OF THE POEM OF SERGEY ESENIN "YOU ARE MY FALLEN MAPLE ...". ROMANCE. The concert dedicated to S. Yesenin in connection with his anniversary, recalled the page of Yesenin's life associated with writing the poem "You are my fallen maple." This story is described in the book by E.A. Khlystalov "The Secret of the Angleterre Hotel". November 28 marks the 90th anniversary of the writing of this poem. From the movie "Beyond the Wolves". Vlad Galkin, Chaif. An excerpt from the book by Eduard Aleksandrovich Khlystalov “The Secret of the Angleterre Hotel” ... a trial was coming ... We decided to use the last resort - to put Yesenin in a psychiatric hospital, they say, “crazy people are not judged.” Sofya Tolstaya agreed with Professor P. B. Gannushkin on the poet's hospitalization in a paid clinic at Moscow University. The professor promised to provide him with a separate ward where Yesenin could do literary work .... Away from the rumbling highways, not far from Pirogovskaya Street, a shady park miraculously survived to this day, once fenced with a three-meter blank brick wall. The city is advancing on the park, part of it has already been cut down and given over to the huge building of the eye institute. On one side, the Leo Tolstoy Museum-Estate adjoins the park, on the other, a wide two-story building built at the end of the 19th century at the expense of philanthropists in the style of classical Russian architecture. In this beautiful building, where everything is thought out from the hanger to the magnificent assembly hall, the psychiatric clinic is located.... Employees of the GPU and the police ran off their feet, looking for the poet. Only a few people knew about his hospitalization in the clinic, but there were informants. On November 28, the Chekists rushed to the director of the clinic, Professor P. B. Gannushkin, and demanded the extradition of Yesenin. P. B. Gannushkin did not extradite his countryman for reprisal. Instead of the poet, the Chekists received a certificate with the following content: “Sick S. A. Yesenin has been recovering in a psychiatric clinic since November 26 this year to the present, due to his health he cannot be interrogated in court” (GLM, 397/8). Feeling safe, the poet began to work actively. A strict regime, the care of doctors, regular meals had a positive effect on his health. Friends and acquaintances who visited Yesenin in the clinic noted the poet's excellent appearance, wit and high spirits. From the first day, Yesenin was loved by all the clinic staff. The drunkard, anti-Semite, hooligan and treacherous seducer of women's hearts known in the newspapers actually turned out to be completely different: modest, childishly shy, friendly and constantly smiling. There was no arrogance, narcissism in fact. The now living daughter of Dr. Zinoviev, the wife of the poet Ivan Pribludny, Natalya Petrovna Milonova, told me about that period. It was not customary for them in the family to be interested in the work of their father. But Yesenin knew her well and often conveyed greetings to her through her father, so she asked about his state of health. P. M. Zinoviev told her that the poet was not sick with anything, he was just resting and he was not treated with anything in the clinic. In the clinic, Yesenin wrote fifteen poems. A special place among them is occupied by “You are my fallen maple ...” What heartfelt words, how much genuine sadness is in them ... You are my fallen maple, icy maple, Why are you standing bending under a white blizzard? Or what did you see? Or what did you hear? As if you went out for a walk outside the village ... In the autograph of the poem, the poet put the date of his composition - November 28. It was on this day that the Chekists came to the clinic ... Perhaps Yesenin only wrote down a poem that day, but composed it earlier? He had such practice. In this poem, there are no lines about the city landscape, everything about the winter village ... But it only seems. Sergei Alexandrovich has not been in the countryside in winter for the past few years, and then the word “as if” does not confirm the village landscape. S. Tolstaya recalled that the poet intended to write a cycle of poems about the Russian winter. Maple is one of them. If this poem was written in a clinic, then there must be a maple that inspired him to these magnificent lines. I decide to test my guess. I am sending a request to the Hydrometeorological Center of the USSR with a request to report the weather in the center of Moscow on November 26-28, 1925. Here is the answer: “I am reporting information about the weather in Moscow according to the TSHA weather station (Mikhelson Observatory): the height of the snow cover is unknown, but there was snow. On November 28, 9.4 millimeters of snow fell, the wind was southwest, 8 meters per second, the temperature was one degree below zero, and a low snowstorm was blowing. I no longer doubted that the clinic should have a maple tree, which on November 28 "drowned in a snowdrift, froze his leg." Found a clinic. Slender, handsome maple trees lined up in front of the main entrance. They are thirty or forty years old. No, they didn't exist then. I don't see a centennial maple. I go to the clinic. I, a forensic lawyer, was given an exception. In a white coat, the doctor was allowed to inspect the men's department. With trepidation he went up to the second floor. Here there should be a small room in which Yesenin lay. From the wide window in the corridor I saw a hundred-year-old maple. There was no doubt. This is him, modestly retreating from the path in the hospital park. He is the same age as Yesenin. In that chilly and difficult time, the poet's gaze fell on him. Throwing a fur coat over his shoulders, the humiliated and offended national poet of Russia looked sadly at the fallen trees. It's cold and windy outside, and a blizzard is buzzing behind the double-glazed windows. Several golden leaves cling tightly to native branches. The icy wind is trying to rip them off. Yesenin's breath catches, he cannot hold back his tears ... Lips whispered words .... You are my fallen maple, icy maple, Why are you standing bending under a white blizzard? Or what did you see? Or what did you hear? As if you went out for a walk in the village. And, like a drunken watchman, going out on the road, He drowned in a snowdrift, froze his leg. Oh, and now I myself have become somewhat unstable, I won’t get home from a friendly binge. There he met a willow, there he noticed a pine tree, He sang songs to them under a snowstorm about summer. I myself seemed to myself the same maple, Only not fallen, but with might and main green. And, having lost modesty, having become foolish in the board, Like someone else's wife, he hugged a birch.
The history of the creation of the romance "You are my fallen maple". The history of the creation of the romance "You are my fallen maple", afbeelding No. 1 The author of the poems of the famous romance is the famous Russian poet Sergei Yesenin (10/03/1895 - 12/28/1925).
You are my fallen maple, icy maple, Why are you standing, bending down, under a white blizzard? Or what did you see? Or what did you hear? As if you went out for a walk outside the village And, like a drunken watchman, going out on the road, He drowned in a snowdrift, froze his leg. Oh, and now I myself have become somewhat unstable, I won’t get home from a friendly binge. There he met a willow, there he noticed a pine tree, He sang songs to them under a snowstorm about summer. To myself I seemed to be the same maple, Only not fallen, but with might and main green. And, having lost his modesty, stupefied into a board, Like someone else's wife, he hugged a birch. The landscape lyrics of Yesenin's pen are certainly a life-giving fountain of metaphor and surprisingly well-defined imagery. And most importantly, almost all of his works are autobiographical. And in each one can observe a piece of the life of Sergei Alexandrovich. There is an interesting story behind this poem. By and large, everyone has their weaknesses. So the author of this creation had at one time an irresistible craving for alcohol. At a time when the snowstorm is raging with all its possible fury, Yesenin is in the hospital, and stays there, in fact, through the fault of hard drinking. Yes, Sergei Alexandrovich, to match the French couple of poets, could create under the influence of strong drinks. Hence such unambiguous comparisons, turns, giving some charm to the canvas of the poem. And maple, icy maple, a faithful companion in the sizzling melancholy nights, where you can see it, appears as a mighty trunk in the very abyss of the park, like a white crow in a pack of black ones. It was this picture that Yesenin observed, looking out through the sluggish glass of his window. Recognizing the continuation of himself in that dilapidated tree, the creator streaked the sheets with parchment ink. The poem has been repeatedly set to music. The most famous song was created by an unknown composer. Also, music was written by D. S. Vasiliev-Buglai (song and romance: for unaccompanied mixed choir, 1927; for high voice and piano, 1929), G. F. Ponomarenko (1954), A. N. Pokrovsky (1971) and V. N. Lipatov. Presumably the author of the music is Viktor Nikolaevich Shevchenko, artist of the Bolshoi Theater choir, late fifties.
https://vk-com.translate.goog/@krondk-istoriya-sozdaniya-romansa-klen-ty-moi-opavshii?_x_tr_sl=ru&_x_tr_tl=en&_x_tr_hl=en&_x_tr_pto=sc///The history of the creation of the romance "You are my fallen maple"///The history of the creation of the romance "You are my fallen maple", image #1///The author of the poems of the famous romance is the famous Russian poet Sergei Yesenin (10/03/1895 - 12/28/1925)///You are my fallen maple, icy maple, Why are you standing, bending down, under a white blizzard? Or what did you see? Or what did you hear? As if you went out for a walk outside the village And, like a drunken watchman, going out on the road, he drowned in a snowdrift, froze his leg. Oh, and now I myself have become somewhat unstable, I won't get home from a friendly binge. There he met a willow, there he noticed a pine tree, He sang songs to them under a snowstorm about summer. To myself I seemed to be the same maple, Only not fallen, but with might and main green. And, having lost his modesty, stupefied into a board, Like someone else's wife, he hugged a birch.///The landscape lyrics of Yesenin's pen are certainly a life-giving fountain of metaphor and surprisingly well-defined imagery. And most importantly, almost all of his works are autobiographical. And in each one can observe a piece of the life of Sergei Alexandrovich. There is an interesting story behind this poem. By and large, everyone has their weaknesses. So the author of this creation had at one time an irresistible craving for alcohol. At a time when the blizzard is raging with all its possible fury, Yesenin is in the hospital, and stays there, in fact, through the fault of hard drinking. Yes, Sergei Alexandrovich, to match the French couple of poets, could create under the influence of strong drinks. Hence such unambiguous comparisons, turns, giving some charm to the canvas of the poem. And maple, icy maple, a faithful companion in the sizzling melancholy nights, where you can see it, appears as a mighty trunk in the very abyss of the park, like a white crow in a pack of black ones. It was this picture that Yesenin observed, looking out through the sluggish glass of his window. Recognizing the continuation of himself in that dilapidated tree, the creator streaked the sheets with parchment ink.///source:https://artofseeingtheworld.wordpress.com/2015/08/25/history-of-writing-the-poem-cl////The poem has been repeatedly set to music. The most famous song was created by an unknown composer. DS Vasiliev-Buglai also wrote music (song and romance: for unaccompanied mixed choir, 1927; for high voice and piano, 1929), GF Ponomarenko (1954), AN Pokrovsky (1971) and VN Lipatov. Presumably the author of the music is Viktor Nikolaevich Shevchenko, artist of the Bolshoi Theater choir, late fifties.///Source: https://pub.wikireading.ru/193223
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