Marina Tsvetaeva Gallery
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megairea:Marina Tsvetaeva, from Poem of the End: V (tr. by Elaine Feinstein)
sempiterial:Marina Tsvetaeva, from Earthly Signs: Moscow Diaries, 1917-1922; “A Hero of Labor”﹙ Text
megairea:Marina Tsvetaeva, from Poem of the End: X (tr. by Elaine Feinstein)
violentwavesofemotion:Marina Tsvetaeva, from The Collected Poems; “Epilogue,” c. December 1924
violentwavesofemotion:Marina Tsvetaeva, tr. by Elaine Feinstein, from The Selected Poems; “From The
violentwavesofemotion:Marina Tsvetaeva, from “No Longer Now,” featured in “A Treasury of Russian Ver
sideeffectsinclude:Bride of Ice, Marina Tsvetaeva
violentwavesofemotion:Marina Tsvetaeva, from The Selected Poems of M. T.; “We Shall Not Escape Hell,
violentwavesofemotion:“Moscow Diaries,”by Marina Tsvetaeva
sideeffectsinclude:Bride of Ice, Marina Tsvetaeva
adalimons:Marina Tsvetaeva, tr. by Ilya Kaminsky, from “To Kiss a Forehead.”
adalimons:Marina Tsvetaeva, tr. by Ilya Kaminsky, from “To Kiss a Forehead.”
weltenwellen:Marina Tsvetaeva, from “My ear attends to you”, Bride of Ice
megairea:Marina Tsvetaeva, from Playacting: I; Moscow in the Plague Year: Poems (tr. by Christopher
metamorphesque: ― Marina Tsvetaeva, Earthly Signs: Moscow Diaries, 1917–1922
decreation:Selected Poems: ‘As people listen intently’ by Marina Tsvetaeva, tr. Elaine Feinstein
violentwavesofemotion:Marina Tsvetaeva, tr. by Elaine Feinstein, from The Selected Poems; “From The
sempiterial:Marina Tsvetaeva, from Earthly Signs: Moscow Diaries, 1917-1922; “A Hero of Labor”﹙ Text
typodescript:weltenwellen:Marina Tsvetaeva, from “On a Red Horse”, Bride of Ice[text ID: What tighte
violentwavesofemotion: Marina Tsvetaeva, from The Collected Poems; “Poem of the Mountain,” c. 1920
megairea:Marina Tsvetaeva, from Poem of the End: V (tr. by Elaine Feinstein)
violentwavesofemotion:Marina Tsvetaeva, tr. by Elaine Feinstein, from The Selected Poems; “From The
salemwitchtrials: ]ID: an excerpt From Bride of Ice by Marina Tsvetaeva. Ours are untidy souls. Both
violentwavesofemotion:Marina Tsvetaeva, from The Collected Poems; “Epilogue,” c. December 1924
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