"I am dying, less and less of me remain ..."
We publish unknown verses by Alexander Eremenko Alexander Eremenko. Photo: Igor Stomakhin 40 days ago, poetic Moscow said goodbye to Alexander Eremenko, Yernim-the legend of the generation, the “king of poets”, which, rightfully in an honest competition, received this title in the early 80s. Eremenko wrote a little, entered Russian poetry at once, an absolutely consistent poet, whose verses knew by heart even before the first publications.