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Marina Tsvetaeva, Her Life in Poems - Rolf Gross

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When Seryozha f<strong>in</strong>ally arrived <strong>in</strong> June, <strong>Mar<strong>in</strong>a</strong> was already passionately <strong>in</strong>volved <strong>in</strong> the<br />

<strong>in</strong>trigues of the turbulent émigré scene <strong>in</strong> Berl<strong>in</strong>, and needlees to say, <strong>in</strong> new <strong>in</strong>fatuations.<br />

They were late at the station and met Seryozha <strong>in</strong> the large hall. Alya recalls later:<br />

“He ran all the way up to us, his face distorted with happ<strong>in</strong>ess, and embraced <strong>Mar<strong>in</strong>a</strong> –<br />

who opened her arms to him very slowly, as though they had gone numb. They stood<br />

there for a long, long time <strong>in</strong> a tight embrace, and only then did they slowly move their<br />

hands down to each other's cheeks – which were wet with tears.” [VS p.226]<br />

For once Alya was not aware of the deep chasm between <strong>Mar<strong>in</strong>a</strong> and Sergey. Seryozha<br />

held a Czech scholarship at Prague University to study literature. Pretend<strong>in</strong>g that he had to<br />

be <strong>in</strong> Prague for the beg<strong>in</strong>n<strong>in</strong>g of the new term, he left a few days later. They had agreed<br />

that <strong>Mar<strong>in</strong>a</strong> and Alya would live with him <strong>in</strong> Prague, but mother and daughter did not leave<br />

until August 1922.<br />

What kept her so long <strong>in</strong> Berl<strong>in</strong> She had no personal reasons to rema<strong>in</strong> there. An<br />

affair with her publisher Visnyak had run its course. She had broken with Ehrenburg,<br />

seem<strong>in</strong>gly over his disapproval of her poems on Russia. The tangle of relationsips she had<br />

created around herself were outside her control. Seryozha's abrupt departure must have<br />

added to her confusion. <strong>Her</strong> mood was one of livid despair. Stand<strong>in</strong>g on their balcony of<br />

the small hotel they now lived <strong>in</strong>, she contemplates her misery and once aga<strong>in</strong> suicide.<br />

Ach, to crash <strong>in</strong> a sheer fall -<br />

Down - <strong>in</strong>to dust on the asphalt!<br />

The short span of earthly love<br />

Bathed <strong>in</strong> tears- for how long<br />

Balcony. With their salty downpour<br />

Come malicious kisses.<br />

And <strong>in</strong>escapable hatred<br />

A sigh: To expire <strong>in</strong> verses!<br />

Squeezed <strong>in</strong>to a ball <strong>in</strong> one's hand -<br />

What: heart or handkerchief<br />

Batiste To such ablutions<br />

There is a name: - Jordan.<br />

Because this battle of love is<br />

Merciless and savage.<br />

To soar up from granite brows-<br />

Is to expire <strong>in</strong> death!<br />

June 30, 1922<br />

At this critical moment appeared a new actor <strong>in</strong> this tragedy of errors, whose sudden<br />

entry from the w<strong>in</strong>gs even Seryozha may not have known about at the time. On June 27,<br />

1922 arrived a letter from Boris Pasternak announc<strong>in</strong>g a visit to Berl<strong>in</strong>. He wanted to meet<br />

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