Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva
Little World by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Little World by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Children - are staring of eyes so frightful, Mischievous legs on a wooden floor, Children - is sun in the gloomy motives, Hypotheses' of happy sciences world. ...

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Much Like Me by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Much Like Me by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

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 you've picked your nosegayOf henbane and ...

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Lady With Camelias by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Lady With Camelias by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Your whole way with shining evil's coalMargaret, they all do bravely judge.What's your fault? The body sinned as such,Innocent you have retained your soul.To all people it's the ...

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Grey Hairs by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Grey Hairs by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

These are ashes of treasures:Of hurt and loss.These are ashes in face of whichGranite is dross.Dove, naked and brilliant,It has no mate.Solomon's ashesOver vanity that's ...

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Before A Little Coffin by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Before A Little Coffin by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Mother has painted the coffin brightly.The tiny one sleeps in Sunday attire.Onto the forehead no longer is fallingThe light-brown hair;A round comb no longer is pressing,Having ...

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To The Next One by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

To The Next One by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Tender caresses of kind little sistersAre ready for you.With the birds' songs, O the charmed prince,We're waiting for you.Branch drunk with sun, you grew, visage of heavenBefore ...

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For My Poems, Written So Early by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

For My Poems, Written So Early by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

For my poems, written so earlyThat I didn't even know I was a poet,Hurled like drops from a fountain,Like sparks from rockets,That burst like tiny devils,Into the sanctuary of ...

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To Mother by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

To Mother by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

In the old Strauss waltz for the first time We had listened to your quiet call, Since then all the living things are alien And the knocking of the clock consoles. ...

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Girlfriend by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Girlfriend by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

"I will not part! -- There is no end!" She clings and clings...And in the breast -- the riseOf threatening waters,Of notes...Steadfast: like an immutableMystery: we will part!

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In Paris by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

In Paris by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Homes reach the stars, the sky's below,The land in smoke to it is near.Inside the big and happy ParisRemains the secretive despair.The evening boulevards are noisy,Gone are the ...

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Whence Cometh Such Tender Rapture? by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Whence Cometh Such Tender Rapture? by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

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 stars have risen and ...

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The Demon In Me by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

The Demon In Me by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

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 cell.The world is but walls.The exit's the axe.("All the world's a stage,"The actor ...

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The Window by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

The Window by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

In the sweet, AtlanticBreathing of springMy curtain's like a butterfly,Huge, flutteringLike a Hindu widowTo a pyre's golden blaze,Like a drowsy NaiadTo past-window seas.

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Dialogue Between Hamlet And His Conscience by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Dialogue Between Hamlet And His Conscience by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

- She's- She's in the riverbed, in algaeAnd weeds...She went to themTo sleep, - but there's no sleep there, either!- But she's the one I lovedLike forty thousand brothersCouldn't ...

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New Moon by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

New Moon by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

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, am quiet.Moon above - I have no might!I rush on this ...

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Conversation With A Genius by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Conversation With A Genius by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Like mountains - on this browLaurels of praise.'I can't sing!'- 'You will!' - 'Sound(Put me on a dietof flour!)Like milk -Is gone from my breast.Empty. Dry.In full-blown spring?I ...

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Tryst by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Tryst by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

In a world where allAre hunched and latheredI know only oneEqual to me in strength.In a world where weSeek so much,I know only oneEqual to me in might.In a world where ...

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To Asya by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

To Asya by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Evening noise in the burning sunsetOn twilight of winter day.The third call. Hurry, remember me,You that are going away!Emerald wave is awaiting you,Splash of an oar of blue,To ...

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Prayer by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Prayer by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Christ and the Lord! I thirst for marvelNow, here, as the day would start!The life is like a book to me,So let me die. Let me depart.You're wise, and sternly 'Now be patient,Your ...

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Terminal Silhouette by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Terminal Silhouette by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

I know you not and in no wayI want to lose starry illusionsWith such a face in worst confusionPeople are loyal to a ray.All that the fate has marked for graveHave such closed-off ...

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You Who Loved Me With The Falseness by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

You Who Loved Me With The Falseness by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

You who loved me with the falseness Of truth - and the truth of lies.You who loved me-beyondAnything!-Over the edge!You who loved me beyondTime-Right hand, wave!You love me no ...

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Meeting by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Meeting by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Evening dimmed, like ourselves charmedWith this first warmth of the spring.Stirring alive, Arbat was alarmed;With sympathetic tenderness, the kindGale touched us with a tired ...

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From Four Till Seven by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

From Four Till Seven by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Like in a mirror, there's shade in the heartI'm bored alone - and with men…Slowly drags the light of the dayFrom four till seven!Everybody is cruel in the dusk,Don't go to people ...

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Poets (Excerpt) by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Poets (Excerpt) by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

3What can I do, blind and outcastIn a world where all are fathered and sighted,Where passions go over anathemasAs if over embankments! Where a lament Is called - sniffles!What can ...

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Poems for Blok, 1 by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Poems for Blok, 1 by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Your name is a—bird in my hand,a piece of ice on my tongue.The lips' quick opening.Your name—five letters.A ball caught in flight,a silver bell in my mouth.A stone thrown into a ...

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I Like That You Are Crazy Not With Me by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

I Like That You Are Crazy Not With Me by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

I like that you are crazy not with me,I like that I'm not with you crazy, either,That ne'er the heavy planet's globe will beDrifting away under our feet, quite easy.I like that ...

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No Longer Now by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

No Longer Now by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

No longer now the same god-given bountiesWhere now no longer the same waters glide.Then fly, and hasten, doves of Aphrodite,Through the great gates that sunset has swung wide.And ...

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You Walk, And Look Like Me by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

You Walk, And Look Like Me by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

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 bouquet of buttercups and poppies,That I was ...

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Dis-Stance: Versts, Miles by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Dis-Stance: Versts, Miles by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

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 ...

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Books In Red Binding by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

Books In Red Binding by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva

From heaven of a childhood lifeA farewell to me you're sending,The ever-loyal dear friendsWithin a red worn down binding.On learning homework from school,At once I ran to see you ...

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