In the sweet, Atlantic
Breathing of spring
My curtain’s like a butterfly,
Huge, fluttering
Like a Hindu widow
To a pyre’s golden blaze,
Like a drowsy Naiad
To past-window seas.
(Marina Ivanova Tsvetaeva)
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