From the Silver Age: Tsvetaeva

Poems grow like stars, like flowers,
Like the beauty a family never needs.
And there’s only one answer possible
To praise, to apotheosis: why to me?

We sleep–and then, between the paving stones
The divine visitation, quatrefoil.
Understand me, world. The poet’s dream reveals
The laws of stars, the formula of flowers.

(August 14, 1918)

Marina Tsvetaeva ((1892-1941). From The Stray Dog Cabaret: A Book Of Russian Poems, selected and translated by Paul Schmidt (1934-1999). Edited by Catherine Ciepiela and Honor Moore.


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