Poems by Marina Tsvetaeva
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Girlfriend
... "I will not part! -- There is no end!" She clings and clings ...
Grey Hairs
... -- Once the house has burned down! ...
Little World
... In the fog, through the window, glimmer street lamps, ...
Much Like Me
... All I care is that you don't stand there, ...
The Demon In Me
... Is no joker; In the body as in glory, ...
The Window
... My curtain's like a butterfly, ...
To Mother
... And it sails by will of every wind! Azure isle of childhood is paling, ...
Whence Cometh Such Tender Rapture?
... -- My head on the bard's own breastWhence cometh such tender rapture ...
from “Poems for Moscow”
... the Mother of God will drop her own thin coat, ...
from “The Desk”
... And—not to waste such expensive cloth, ...
from “Poems for Blok”
... four letters. A ball caught in flight, ...
from “Poems to Czechoslovakia”
... I refuse to swim on the current of human spines ...
from “An Attempt at Jealousy”
... How do you live with cheap goods: is the market rising ...
“Where does such tenderness come from?”
... in the night (Where does such tenderness come from ...
“I am happy living simply”
... swift as a ray of light, or a look ...
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