My poems written so early
I didn’t know myself a poet,
Spatter like a fountain pearly,
Or spit like a rocket.
My poems dash like devils
Into a sanctuary sleepy and pious,
Telling of youth and perils
In unknown rhymes.
Scattered 'mid bookstore dust,
Cast like pearls before swines,
My poems shall see their days
Like aged wines.
May 1913/ May 2012
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Моим стихам, написанным так рано
Maй 1913
Коктебель
Marina Tsvetaeva - My Poems
© Copyright: Виктор Постников, 2012
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