Yesenin's poems on the letter “IN”

Anatoly Mariengof APPEARANCE I PUGACHEVA In Yaitsky TOWN

Go out red sunset wings… Where are you, where are you

Martha Governor's Wife Mother Globe in the forest went…

Good morning! — Yesenin The best moments…

you are my Shagane, Shagane! — Yesenin It was the Lord to torture

This street is familiar to me… This sadness is no longer

I lay down my erstwhile wound - Drunken delirium not gnaws my heart.

PART ONE CHAPTER ONE In the little window kochkovogo swamp