Meeting (Marina Ivanova Tsvetaeva Poems)
Evening dimmed, like ourselves charmedWith this first warmth of the spring.Stirring alive, Arbat was alarmed;With sympathetic tenderness, the kindGale touched ...
Evening dimmed, like ourselves charmedWith this first warmth of the spring.Stirring alive, Arbat was alarmed;With sympathetic tenderness, the kindGale touched ...
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