from century TO CENTURY Nikolai EREMIN
NEW YEAR'S CARNIVAL
...........................................E. A. M.
Angels dance, ;
Devils Dance -
The dance of life and the dance of death...
Weasel of death and life & nbsp; weasel...
A tale of life and death a tale...
On the face – carnival mask:
You are my angel,
And I am your Devil,
The rest –even-odd -don't count.
Two thousand twenty
From the book "Conversations with Monakhov»
Vladimir MONAKHOV:
- In our country —
That's good, then bad,
And wrapped in the past era...
Nikolai EREMIN:
- In our country, what is good is bad...
And what is bad –
That's good!
Two thousand twenty
AFTER THE SABBATH
No one wants to sing and dance,
And drink wine,
And to indulge in caresses...
And everyone wants to
Go to Mars again,
To find happiness there, -
Believing fairy tales
Taleswappers',
Calling-well-and-well:
"To Mars!
Or at least –
at the moon...
Two thousand twenty
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From century to century in Russia as it happens?
Favorite poet
Kill...
And after his death - & nbsp; here and there -
Alas, they read in chorus
And sing...
Regret...
And-what a grace! –
Wish to revive and justify...
Two thousand twenty
SINGING, I RESURRECT
When I studied at the Moscow Literary Institute,
head of our seminar
Vladimir Dmitrievich TSYBIN once said:
- In my opinion,
poems need to be written like this
- with all my heart,
to & nbsp; though one poem
over time
it became a folk song! –
...............
Here is my favorite poem -
LUCHINA, LUCHINUSHKA or,
which became a folk song,
thanks to the music of Alexander VARLAMOV...
... And, humming,
I raise the poet's name from oblivion:
Sergey STROMILOV
It's not the wind that's driving the branch,
Not Dubravushka noise -
My heart is moaning,
Like an autumn leaf trembling;
I was exhausted by the torsion,
Snake in the grass!
Burn out, my kindling,
I'll burn up with you!..
I can't live here without my dear.
With whom now to go to the crown?
Know, judged me rock - with grave
Get engaged, well done.
Step aside, the ground is wet,
Give me, good fellow, peace,
Shelter me, my dear,
In the narrow cell of the tomb.
I've had a life like this,
Sadness has eaten me, melancholy...
Soon, soon or the grave
Will the Board hide my chest?
One thousand eight hundred forty
Poet, nobleman & nbsp; Semyon Ivanovich Stromilov ;
born in 1810,
He studied at a Noble boarding school at Moscow University
at the same time with Mikhail Lermontov.
He was a member of The " society of lovers of Russian literature»,
organized by the semen ye Rajic, the,
teacher, poet and brother of the famous Metropolitan Filaret Amfiteatrov.
in 1829, Semyon Stromilov graduated from boarding school and began in 1931 to serve in the office of the Moscow Governor-General.
Printed in & nbsp; magazines "Contemporary", "Domestic notes" and "Muscovite", which was under the patronage of count S. S. Uvarov.
& nbsp; Remained in the memory of folk Russian songs,
of which the most popular - & quot;Luchina",
thanks to the music of the composer Alexander Varlamov.
2020, however!
January 2.
Nikolai EREMIN
city of Krasnoyarsk