Marina Tsvetaeva, Her Life in Poems - Rolf Gross
Marina Tsvetaeva, Her Life in Poems - Rolf Gross
Marina Tsvetaeva, Her Life in Poems - Rolf Gross
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Euridice – Orpheus<br />
Those condemned to their last rags<br />
Cover (not their mouth, not their cheeks! ..)<br />
Oh, are you not exceed<strong>in</strong>g your powers<br />
Orpheus, while descend<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong>to Hades<br />
Those giv<strong>in</strong>g up their last connection to<br />
Earth ... On the bed of lies<br />
I committed a great dishonesty <strong>in</strong> contemplat<strong>in</strong>g -<br />
A deep sigh – an <strong>in</strong>terview with a knife.<br />
I have paid all the same – for all this rose blood<br />
is a spacious style to cover Immortality...<br />
It's all the same <strong>in</strong> Lethe's head<br />
Beloved - I need a break<br />
Forgetfulness ... For <strong>in</strong> the ghostly house appeared<br />
Actually - your ghost, pla<strong>in</strong> and real -<br />
I, was dead ... What should I tell you, except:<br />
- "That you didn't notice and left!"<br />
There is no alarm! No cause!<br />
No hands after all! No mouth, cl<strong>in</strong>g<strong>in</strong>g to<br />
Lips! - Immortality, the bite of the snake<br />
Ends female passion.<br />
I have paid all the same – <strong>in</strong> va<strong>in</strong> my cries! -<br />
For this last <strong>in</strong>sight.<br />
No need for Orpheus to follow Eurydice<br />
And a brother to disturb his sister.<br />
March 23, 1923, Prague,<br />
She sent the poem also to Pasternak – who, like Rodzevich, seems not to have<br />
understood it. Years later, <strong>in</strong> 1926 Pasternak <strong>in</strong> one of his letters to her quoted from this<br />
poem, and she realized his misunderstand<strong>in</strong>g: Brothers disturb Sisters! The ghost had<br />
been Boris-Orpheus:<br />
The turn-around of Orpheus – is the handiwork of Eurydice. ("Hand" - across the<br />
corridor Hell!) The turn-around of Orpheus - is the bl<strong>in</strong>dness of her love, her command<br />
(soon, soon!) - Or - Oh, Boris, it's terrible – remember 1923, March, mounta<strong>in</strong>, l<strong>in</strong>es: No<br />
need to <strong>in</strong>voke Orpheus and Eurydice, and a brother to disturb his sister. Both are under<br />
orders - and lose. Everyth<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> it is loved - the last memory, the shadow of the body, a<br />
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