Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva Head Poems
1. Whence Cometh Such Tender Rapture?
Whence cometh such tender rapture?
Those curls--they are not the first ones
I've smoothened, and I've already
Known lips--that were darker than yours. ...
2. In Paris
Homes reach the stars, the sky's below,
The land in smoke to it is near.
Inside the big and happy Paris
Remains the secretive despair. ...
3. Much Like Me
Much like me, you make your way forward,
Walking with downturned eyes.
Well, I too kept mine lowered.
Passer-by, stop here, please. ...
4. Before A Little Coffin
Mother has painted the coffin brightly.
The tiny one sleeps in Sunday attire.
Onto the forehead no longer is falling
The light-brown hair; ...
5. You Walk, And Look Like Me
You walk, and look like me,
Your eyes directed down.
I also used to lower mine!
Hey you, passer by, stop! ...
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Head Poems by Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva
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