“Sasha Cherny is alone. And this is the beauty of his original personality and that is why the most respectable “publicum” has not yet had time to praise and love him, and that is why he still has few fans and praisers, but these fans-friends really value free, an apt and beautiful word, putting into bizarre, capricious, charming, compressed forms - anger, grief, thoughtful sadness, deep tenderness, and a peculiar, some kind of intimate, artless pagan understanding of the wonders of nature: children, animals, flowers.” A.I. Kuprin

This option represents a selection from “Satire”. 90 poems out of 145. The poetic cycles “To all the poor in spirit” and “Life” are presented in full, the rest - selectively. The text is verified according to the edition: Black Sasha. Poems. M: Hood. literature, 1991.