Olga Bergholz

And this I solemnly declare..., by Avril Pyman
From a Wayfarer's Letters V And this I solemnly declare: / That I have lived no worthless year, / Nor trodden any road for naught, / Nor close...
The Answer, by Yevgeny Bonver
But I tell you that there are not / The years, that I for empty hold, / The ways, without a goal set, / The messages that nothing had. / There...

«Either at dawn or at dusk, I will die, but on which...»
Marina Tsvetaeva

«Either at dawn or at dusk, I will die, but on which / One of the two - can't be told from the orders, I know. / Ah, could it be that my torch could go out twice again! / At the same time at dusk and at dawn it would go! Heaven's daughter! With a full apron of roses! Not a sprout / Violatin...»
«Happy New Year, swan demesne!..»
Marina Tsvetaeva

«Happy New Year, swan demesne! / Ruins so glorious! / Happy New Year — in foreign lands — / Knapsack-bearing warriors! Red pursuit, mouth foaming, / Not caught up, will dance, / Happy New Year — homeland, / Beaten in the race! The whole Earth sings with a toast song / To the ...»
«Student. 1. To be your light-haired little fellow...»
Marina Tsvetaeva

«1 To be your light-haired little fellow — / Oh, through all years! — / To drape a student behind your dusty purple / In cloak severe. To catch through people's density your sigh / That life does give / With soul that lives with your breath, like a cloak / With blowing wind. More...»
«Student. 2. There is an hour — just like discarded clothes...»
Marina Tsvetaeva

«2 There is an hour — just like discarded clothes: / When in ourselves the pride we quench in full. / The hour of study, it in every life is / Triumphant-unavoidable. The high hour, when, before the feet of one with finger / Appointed, our weapons laying down, / We change the purple of...»

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