“We are all perishable in the world ...” - such thoughts usually come to mind at the sunset of life. In youth, a person lives the illusion of immortality. Why did the poet think about the perishability of being? He was young. True, he had only four years to live. Did he foresee a quick death? The analysis “I do not regret, I do not call, I do not cry” helps to answer these questions.
Sergei Yesenin is a poet who lived a bright life full of hopes and disappointments, victories and defeats, love and hate. A person is able to withstand so many feelings and experiences throughout a long measured life. But not for thirty years. Fatigue and melancholy are conveyed by the lines of the work “I do not regret, I do not call, I do not cry.” The analysis of the poem and the thoughtful reading of each phrase make it possible to penetrate into the world of emotional torment of the poet, to whom the wisdom of years came so early and so keenly.
Youth gone
In the first quatrain, the poet conveys his reluctance to dream and hope for something. Behind his back are several unsuccessful marriages, many high-profile scandals and ... fame. Glory, as he himself put it, “a bawdy and a brawler.” Today, songs are written on his poems, they are part of the school curriculum. His surname is familiar even to those who have not kept books in their hands for their whole lives. Yesenin is one of the few poets who were recognized during his lifetime. But this recognition did not make him happy.
“I do not regret, I do not call, I do not cry” - S. Yesenin wrote these lines in 1921. A year later, he went abroad. Not because he married a foreigner. He met Duncan on time, exactly when everything in Moscow seemed to be accomplished, what he hoped and dreamed about. Only it did not bring satisfaction. And he seized on the unsteady hope of changing something.
Chilled heart
Six years earlier, he came to Moscow. And he wrote that everything in him in his native land was disgusted. Then Yesenin knew and saw little. And, perhaps, he dreamed of fame and fame. He achieved all this. But when a person strives for his goal with his whole being, having touched it, he is disappointed. An analysis of Yesenin’s poem “I Do Not Regret, I Do Not Call, I Do Not Cry” conveys the feelings of a man who has gone through a difficult and swift journey and wasting all his strength on the road.
If the image of a vagabond upon his arrival in the capital fascinated him, now he speaks of a vagabond spirit as if he would no longer stir him up. A comparative analysis “I do not regret, I do not call, I do not cry” and the work “I am tired of living in my native land” by a person unfamiliar with the work of the Russian poet will be misleading. It seems that the time between writing these two poems is a lifetime.
Lost desires
Yesenin bitterly recalls his youthful playfulness, naivety. Like an old man who lived a long century. There are people who measure out a little. They fly with acceleration down, having time to live, feel and burn out so quickly that, it seems, they have not yet begun to live. Analysis of Yesenin’s poem “I Do Not Sorry, I Do Not Call, I Do Not Cry” once again confirms the poet’s involvement in this type of people. There are very few of them. They, like shooting stars, light up somewhere far away and disappear. But the sight is beautiful. Like the poems of Sergei Yesenin. His works were loved by many: actors, writers, NKVD employees, cabmen, waiters. Nobody loved him ...
Fatigue
He became stingier in desires, perhaps because he did not know what else could be desired. From boredom, fatigue and emptiness in the soul. His poems are published, he is asked to be on stage, everyone is happy with him. But is it sincere joy? Some envied him, others used it, others felt sorry, but could not bear it. Scandals and drunkenness are difficult to understand. The analysis “I do not regret, I do not call, I do not cry” speaks of the emptiness of the author of this poem. In the first Moscow years, he was still happy with how spellbound he was listened to on stage, a dinner party and in a tavern. In order to entertain himself and give his popularity a certain piquancy, he incited scandals. Sometimes just like that, out of boredom. But now he is not interested in all this.
Poetic images
The words with which the poem begins convey the growth of feelings. This poetic device is known in the literature under the term “gradation”. Yesenin, undoubtedly, creating them, did not rely on poetic theory. The words themselves lined up in his head. He was a brilliant master of improvisation. The poem still has many artistic techniques and images that the author used unconsciously, intuitively. So, for example, in the words “flood of feelings” you can see a strange but beautiful combination of natural phenomena and human sensations.
Life is like a dream
The analysis "I do not regret, I do not call, I do not cry" demonstrates how quickly, according to the poet, his years flew by. Metaphors are used to enhance feelings. He flies on the “pink horse” so fast that it seems to him that he did not live, but had a strange dream. And he completes the poem with sad lines about the withering of all living things. It is as if comparing himself with foliage falling in autumn. Sooner or later, the work "I do not regret, I do not call, I do not cry" is dedicated to the yearning for everything that blooms and dies. The analysis of the poem can be done endlessly. After all, here, in every word, a part of the emotional world of the poet, who passed away at thirty years of age, is hidden. And at twenty-six he felt that everything was already behind.
The poem by S. A. Yesenin “I do not regret, I do not call, I do not cry” is evidence of rare poetic mastery. Mastery, which does not appear as a result of long labor, but is given from above. But the one who possesses it leaves, as a rule, early.