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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The house <strong>in</strong> the very center of Moscow where <strong>Mar<strong>in</strong>a</strong> Tsvetaevea was born on 26<br />
October 1882, and where she spend the first twenty years of her childhood, is gone, but<br />
Tryokhprudny pereulok, Three-Ponds Lane still exists and has reta<strong>in</strong>ed its name. Valeria<br />
<strong>Tsvetaeva</strong>, her half-sister from the first marriage of her father, described the grand<br />
bourgeois property:<br />
The house has eleven rooms. Beh<strong>in</strong>d it is a grassy yard with poplars and acacias, an<br />
outbuild<strong>in</strong>g with seven rooms, a coach house, two cellars, and a shed for horses and<br />
the cow. Besides the poplars and the acacias there was a white lilac bush by the<br />
outbuild<strong>in</strong>g and a snowball-tree by the back door. The best rooms <strong>in</strong> the house were<br />
the large, high-ceil<strong>in</strong>g, white hall with five large w<strong>in</strong>dows and a large draw<strong>in</strong>g room<br />
pa<strong>in</strong>ted dark red.<br />
The outbuild<strong>in</strong>g was rented to a family with a shop on Tverskaya Street. They kept a<br />
cow. Their Tartar herdsman blew his horn every morn<strong>in</strong>g when he drove the cow to<br />
Petrovsky Park. There was a hundred-year old silver poplar by the gate, its heavy<br />
branches hung out over the streetV [VS p.20]<br />
Mother Maria Alexandrovna<br />
Meyn, 1903<br />
Father Ivan Vladimirovich<br />
Tsvetaev, 1895<br />
<strong>Mar<strong>in</strong>a</strong>'s mother, Maria Alexandrovna Meyn, the second wife of Ivan Tsvetaev, had<br />
sacrificed her ambition of becom<strong>in</strong>g a pianist to her marriage. A stern and serious woman<br />
of Baltic-German extraction, she was the opposite of her husband's cheerful first wife. With<br />
iron will power she fought her recurr<strong>in</strong>g attacks of tuberculosis. There were few joys <strong>in</strong> her<br />
house, little laughter, no festivities, a spartan regimen. She never won the love of her step<br />
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