Showing posts with label Marina Tsvetaeva. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marina Tsvetaeva. Show all posts

February 10, 2012


I’ve cut open my veins: irrevocably,
Irreplaceably life is gushing.
Bring forth basins and bowls!
Any bowl will prove too small
Any basin – shallow.
Filling up and overly
Onto the earth, reeds purging.
Inconceivably, irrevocably,
Irreplaceably, verse is surging.
– Marina Tsvetaeva (trans. by Andrey Kneller)

January 12, 2012

“There are books so alive that you're always afraid that while you weren't reading, the book has gone and changed, has shifted like a river; while you went on living, it went on living too, and like a river moved on and moved away. No one has stepped twice into the same river. But did anyone ever step twice into the same book?” 


– Marina Tsvetaeva, "Pushkin and Pugachev"

January 11, 2012

"And soon all of us will sleep under the earth, we
who never let each other sleep above it."


– Marina Tsvetaeva, from "I Know the Truth" (trans. Elaine Feinstein)