Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva Golden Poems
- 1. Books In Red Binding
From heaven of a childhood life
A farewell to me you're sending,
The ever-loyal dear friends
Within a red worn down binding.
... - 2. Much Like Me
Much like me, you make your way forward,
Walking with downturned eyes.
Well, I too kept mine lowered.
Passer-by, stop here, please.
... - 3. Before A Little Coffin
Mother has painted the coffin brightly.
The tiny one sleeps in Sunday attire.
Onto the forehead no longer is falling
The light-brown hair;
... - 4. You Walk, And Look Like Me
You walk, and look like me,
Your eyes directed down.
I also used to lower mine!
Hey you, passer by, stop!
... - 5. The Window
In the sweet, Atlantic
Breathing of spring
My curtain's like a butterfly,
Huge, fluttering
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