To Pushkin
To Pushkin - context Summary
Tribute to Pushkin
This short tribute finds Yesenin addressing Pushkin on Tverskoy Boulevard, contemplating the elder poet’s enduring stature. He contrasts his own fragile, often troubled life with Pushkin’s bronze-like, unassailable presence. Despite wishing for a transcendent fate, Yesenin accepts persecution and vows to keep singing, hoping his "song of Steppe" will resonate with the same lasting tone. The poem reads as homage and self-reflection.
Read Complete AnalysesOf mighty talent stand I musing, Of one who stands for Russia's fate, Tverskóy Boulevard perusing, I stand and with myself I prate. My hair is fair - there are few blonder - They say that I've become like mist, O Alexander! What a bounder! And I'm delinquent - often pissed. But these beguiling sweet diversions Can cast no shadow on your mien, You proudly shake off all aspersions With bronze-cast nod of blueish sheen. And standing as before the Presence, I look upon you, and I say: I would ascend right to the heavens If such a fate were mine today. Though doomed I am to persecution, Unceasing will I sing my songs... So song of Steppe in execution Might deep resound with tone of bronze.
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