Books In Red Binding (Marina Ivanova Tsvetaeva Poems)
From heaven of a childhood lifeA farewell to me you're sending,The ever-loyal dear friendsWithin a red worn down binding.On learning ...
From heaven of a childhood lifeA farewell to me you're sending,The ever-loyal dear friendsWithin a red worn down binding.On learning ...
In the old Strauss waltz for the first time We had listened to your quiet call, Since then all the living things ...
Much like me, you make your way forward,Walking with downturned eyes.Well, I too kept mine lowered.Passer-by, stop here, please.Read, when ...
I know you not and in no wayI want to lose starry illusionsWith such a face in worst confusionPeople are ...
Your whole way with shining evil's coalMargaret, they all do bravely judge.What's your fault? The body sinned as such,Innocent you ...
Like mountains - on this browLaurels of praise."I can't sing!"- "You will!" - "Sound(Put me on a dietof flour!)Like milk ...
Children - are staring of eyes so frightful, Mischievous legs on a wooden floor, Children - is sun in the gloomy motives, Hypotheses' ...
Homes reach the stars, the sky's below,The land in smoke to it is near.Inside the big and happy ParisRemains the ...
You walk, and look like me,Your eyes directed down.I also used to lower mine!Hey you, passer by, stop!Read-when you've gatheredA ...
The demon in me's not dead,He's living, and well.In the body as in a hold,In the self as in a ...
Evening dimmed, like ourselves charmedWith this first warmth of the spring.Stirring alive, Arbat was alarmed;With sympathetic tenderness, the kindGale touched ...
To B. PasternakDis-stance: versts, miles...They've dis-joined us, dis-mantled us,So that we would be quiet,At the world's farthest ends.Dis-stance: versts, reaches...They've ...
Christ and the Lord! I thirst for marvelNow, here, as the day would start!The life is like a book to ...
- She's- She's in the riverbed, in algaeAnd weeds...She went to themTo sleep, - but there's no sleep there, either!- But ...
Tender caresses of kind little sistersAre ready for you.With the birds' songs, O the charmed prince,We're waiting for you.Branch drunk ...
Evening noise in the burning sunsetOn twilight of winter day.The third call. Hurry, remember me,You that are going away!Emerald wave ...
Patiently, as one grinds gravelPatiently, as one awaits death,Patiently, as news ripens,Patiently, as one savors revenge -I will wait for ...
Whence cometh such tender rapture?Those curls—they are not the first onesI've smoothened, and I've alreadyKnown lips—that were darker than yours.The ...
These are ashes of treasures:Of hurt and loss.These are ashes in face of whichGranite is dross.Dove, naked and brilliant,It has ...
3What can I do, blind and outcastIn a world where all are fathered and sighted,Where passions go over anathemasAs if ...
Mother has painted the coffin brightly.The tiny one sleeps in Sunday attire.Onto the forehead no longer is fallingThe light-brown hair;A ...
Over meadow stands new moon,Over boundary of dew.Come, we'll make a friend of you,Dear, distant, alien.In the day I hide, ...
For my poems, written so earlyThat I didn't even know I was a poet,Hurled like drops from a fountain,Like sparks ...
Like in a mirror, there's shade in the heartI'm bored alone - and with men…Slowly drags the light of the ...
Go find yourself naive women friendsWho haven't checked miracles by number.I know that Venus was produced by hand,I'm a craftsman, ...
In a world where allAre hunched and latheredI know only oneEqual to me in strength.In a world where weSeek so ...
You who loved me with the falsenessOf truth - and the truth of lies.You who loved me-beyondAnything!-Over the edge!You who ...
"I will not part! — There is no end!" She clings and clings…And in the breast — the riseOf threatening ...
In the sweet, AtlanticBreathing of springMy curtain's like a butterfly,Huge, flutteringLike a Hindu widowTo a pyre's golden blaze,Like a drowsy ...
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