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Made by: Zolotariva Ocsana and Plohih Juluay the 9 th form

Made by: Zolotariva Ocsana and Plohih Juluay the 9 th form

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Page 1: Made by: Zolotariva Ocsana and Plohih Juluay the 9 th form

Made by: Zolotariva Ocsana andPlohih Juluay the 9th form

Page 2: Made by: Zolotariva Ocsana and Plohih Juluay the 9 th form

Sergei Yesenin was born in 1895. The village of Konstantinovo near Ryazan is his birthplase. At the earle age of eight or nine he started writing verses. He came to Moscow and became known as a «poet of the village». The young Yesenin was captivated by the famous American dancer Isadora Duncan. They got married and went for a wedding trip abroad. He was kind and never forgot his relatives. He believed that «there is no poet without a homeland». He lived only thirty years, but he wrote poems that made him well-known in Russia.

S. Yesenin

in Baky.

Sergei Yesenin and mother.F.Yesenina.

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Shaganet, o my love, Shaganet! You will know because I am Nordic; I can tell you a meadow, most scenic, Moonlit rye waves one cannot forget. Shaganet, o my love, Shaganet,   You will know because I am Nordic; So bright shines the moon out there That it may outglow any glare Of Shiraz blazing forth from its tunic. You will know because I am Nordic;   I can tell you a meadow, most scenic, For my hair was gifted from rye, Twixt your fingers you may intertwine

- I don’t feel any pain, any heartache. I can tell you a meadow, most scenic.  

Moonlit rye waves, one cannot forget,

Look so much like my curly hair, darling.

Oh, my love, please keep joking and smiling,

But don’t let me think of the silhouette

Of the rye waves, one cannot forget.

  Shaganet, o my love, Shaganet! There, up north, lives a maiden

who also Does resemble you terribly close, May be now she’s thinking of me... Shaganet, o my love, Shaganet.   

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TT..FF.. Yesenina Yesenina SS.. YeseninYesenin

S S.. Yesenin and E Yesenin and E.. Yesenina Yesenina

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• Sergei Esenin was born on Oct. 3, 1895, in the Ryazan Province. His parents were of peasant stock. He was raised from the age of 2 in the home of his grandfather. Esenin's youth was rough and adventurous. He learned to ride horseback at the age of 3 and soon took part in farming and in hunting expeditions. After graduating from the local provincial school in 1909, Esenin studied for 3 years in a Russian Orthodox church school; the Russian Orthodox religion had a strong effect on his political views and on the thematics of his poetry. In 1912 Esenin went to Moscow, where he studied at the Shanyavsky People's University. While there he worked at various jobs and began to write verse. His first poems were published in 1914.

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• In 1914 Esenin moved to Petrograd (later Leningrad, now St. Petersburg) and immediately became a literary celebrity. He made the acquaintance of the symbolist poet Aleksandr Blok and was a frequent visitor at various literary salons. He had a completely uninhibited, raucous personality. He would often become intoxicated and proclaim his verse at the top of his voice. Army service interrupted his career in 1916, but soon after the Russian Revolution he was discharged, and he returned to Petrograd.

• Shortly after the Revolution, Esenin married the dancer Isadora Duncan. She, like many Western artists of the period, was flirting with the new and promising ideas emanating from the Soviet Union after the Revolution. But Esenin had seen the devastating effect of these ideas on the traditional peasant culture which he cherished, and their marriage was stormy. In 1922 and 1923 Esenin and his wife toured abroad, stopping in Germany, France, Austria, and the United States. In 1925 Esenin found himself abandoned and alone in Leningrad, suffering from alcoholism. On the night of Dec. 27, 1925, he cut his wrists, wrote his last poem in his own blood, and hanged himself.

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Here is this happiness — silly — Windows looking out to the lawn. The sunset is peaceful, it’s gliding

On the lake like a scarlet-necked swan.  

Greetings to you, golden stillness, The birch, white and svelte as a stork.

Over the roof, a flock of jackdaws Tends vespers to Lodestar.

  Coyly, somewhere in the garden

Right where the guelder rose blooms, A delicate girl in a white gown —

Chants her delicate tunes.

Grey haze ascends from the pastures; Little night cold slowly creeps.

Happiness — silly and precious — The innocent rose of your cheeks

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Край ты мой заброшенный, Край ты мой, пустырь,Лес да монастырь.

Избы забоченились,А их всех-то пять.Крыши их запенилисьВ заревую гать.

Под соломой-ризою Выструги стропил,Ветер плесень сизуюСолнцем окропил.

В окна бьют без промахаВороны крылом,Как метель, черёмухаМашет рукавом.

Уж не сказ ли в прутникеЖисть твоя и быль, Что под вечер путникуНашептал ковыль?

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Esenin's poetry is inspired by a sensitivity to nature, unsullied by modern life and free of the effects of industrialization. He is a poet of the Russian village and of the Russian peasant in his rural setting. His appreciation for nature is primitive and religious, almost pantheistic. His poems after the Revolution portray the devastating effects which the encroachment of industrialization had on traditional rural life. A typical juxtaposition in his poetry is that of a colt to the iron horse of the railroad. His style and language reflect the rhythm and color of Russian peasant speech. One of the founders of the short-lived imagist movement in Russian poetry, Esenin often uses liturgical words and bright, contrasting images. He viewed human nature as fundamentally dual, and his poetry portrays the struggle between creative and destructive forces in human life.

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Белая берёзаПод моим окном Принакрылась снегом, Точно серебром.

На пушистых веткахСнежною каймойРаспустились кистиБелой бахромой.

И стоит берёза В сонной тишине,И горят снежинкиВ золотом огне.

А заря, ленивоОбходя кругом,

Осыпает веткиНовым серебром.

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