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Marina Tsvetaeva

Marina Tsvetaeva

“To me, the strangest thing is to be alive and not know who you are.” From a letter to Rainer Maria Rilke 1926
“I am only a mouth for unseen lips.” Poem “Poems to Blok” 1916
“In a wave of passion, I called you my desert.” Poem “You Thought I Was That Type…” 1915
“And I, who have been living my death for so long, am free.” Poem “You Are Not the One to Blame…” 1915
“I love the living body, the way it speaks.” From a letter to Boris Pasternak 1922