Станс Уж я - не тот...

Уж я - не тот, и ты - уже иная.
Судьба подрезала крыла...
И лишь любовь - нагая и хмельная -
Осталась той же, что была!


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"Love! Love! And in convulsions, and in a coffin

Alert — tempted — confused — eager.

Oh, dear! — I won't say goodbye to you in a snowdrift

or a cloud Bank.
And I don't need a pair of beautiful wings

To keep my heart full.

Swaddled, eyeless, and voiceless

I will not multiply a miserable settlement.
No, I'll put my hands out! - Elastic mill

With a single wave from your shroud

"Death-I'll knock it out!" Miles per thousand in the district

Melted snow and forest bedrooms.
And if all OK-shoulder, wing, knee

Squeezing — the graveyard gave himself uvesti, —

It is only then, to laughing at the decay

Verse rise — or rose blossom"!
"...Is the same that was"!
And there is no power, dear VALERY" that stopped HER STEPS, though, even if "naked and intoxicated", with clipped wings...
TSVETAYEVA'S LOVE!

Sincerely, with a smile, VNL

Надежда Зернова   25.11.2020 14:06     Заявить о нарушении
This immortal Love of Marina Tsvetaeva inspires you to live and create more!
And gives rise to a soul consonant lyrical responses…

Thank you, dear Nadezhda, for the excellent review filled with love Tsvetaeva,
with the warmth of Your soul and an optimistic smile of Faith, Hope and Love!!

With gratitude to VNL and warmth of soul to You, Valery.

Валерий Старостин   25.11.2020 23:28   Заявить о нарушении