Selected Poems (Tsvetaeva, Marina) (Revised) | 
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“I opened my veins. Unstoppably
life spurts out with no remedy.
Now I set out bowls and plates.
Every bowl will be shallow.
Every plate will be small.
And overflowing their rims,
into the black earth, to nourish
the rushes unstoppably
without cure, gushes
poetry ...”
Remembering Marina Tsvetaeva on her birthday.
