Marina
TSVETAEVA
World famous poet
It’s hard for me to find a match…
When I peer deeper and deeper into my past, trying to find, to recall the one whom I loved in my earliest childhood, even pre-childhood – I get desperate because the first is always followed by the very first, and the very first is followed by another…*
To all the people I loved, and to those who loved or did not love me, it is you to whom I am indebted for my all my verses.
On every inch of this lovely planet there exist thousands and thousands of people whom I am capable of loving. I bless those who invented the globe so that I can embrace it with both of my arms, hugging all my loved ones!
Every space, even the largest, is still a confined space. You can’t, even having tickets on all express trains in the world, be in the Congo, in the Urals and in Port Said at very the same time. You have to live one life, and most probably the life you did not choose. Therefore, art is one’s salvation.
It’s hard for me to find a match, not because I write poems, but because I was designed to be alone, and it is unnatural for me to be part of a couple…someone is always unnecessary there, and usually it’s me.
In my early childhood, for as long as I can remember, I thought that I wanted to be loved. Now I know and tell everyone: I don’t need love, I need understanding.
Humans were designed to be alone. Where there is more than one, the lies begin.
I don’t like meetings, they’re akin to two butting heads and look like two walls, trying to penetrate each other. A meeting should be bright like a rainbow where there is a pot of gold at each end of it.
I have been the jealous type my entire life: of young women, with their fiancés, tears and dowry; then I was jealous of women and their affairs and even of those who didn’t have any. Moreover, I have done a lot of meaningless and crazy things to deserve to be loved, but this has never happened—not a single time, not for a single moment.
* The information is based on the accounts of the personas featuring in this section as well as accounts of their family members, acquaintances and colleagues
