Marina Tsvetaeva (1892-1941), Watch the video :Marina Tsvetaeva
Citing from the above mentioned book: ” On November 25, 1917, Tsvetaeva went to Moscow to get her children. By the time she arrived the civil war was on. The way back to the Crimea was cut off. Tsvetaeva was separated from her husband and her sister (who remained in the Crimea for the next 5 years). At the most difficult time imaginable, she was trapped in Moscow with two small children, with no income and entirely on her own for the first time in her life. She was twenty five years old, very near-sighted and utterly impractical. She was terrified of automobiles and elevators and she easily lost her way in the streets and even inside buildings. She survived the harrowing five years of cold, starvation and terror because of her tremendous human vitality and with the help of kindly friends and neighbors”. In the book describing that period, Marina Tsvetaeva was outlined in the excerpts with all her ineptitude, stamina, independence of spirit and occasional moments of reckless heroism. (p.72)
Harsh time can only create a harsh character. She was not the only one who survived. I am just wondering how she never lost her creativity. Never, ever… This is what for I admire this woman, a poet and a fighter.
Fighter, first, against every day spirituality routine : Watch video: Marina Tsvetaeva’s verses
Secondly, fighter for purity of love in the utmost highest sense of this word which is nowadays diminished. Watch video Monologue about Sonechka
I have special bonds with Marina Tsvetaeva’s poetry and her as a human being. Raised and grown up in Soviet Russia, educated at the time when nobody knew about Tsvetaeva and such, I opened up my heart to them later. And I adore the lyrical style and unusual images, comparisons in her dictation. Watch video: My Verses
And really I do not care about, what love affairs she had and with whom: women, men, or at one time, with both genders. It does not matter for me, indeed. She never hurt anybody, and her sexual orientation is and was of her own business. The important thing for me: Marina Tsvetaeva was a great poetess and a decent human being!
She was not a sinner as somebody wants to portray her. Watch video: Sinner (Marina Tsvetaeva)
Read my introductory poem “Sinning Genie” from the book “Sinning Genie” by Valentina Filina-Pattison, Canada, 2007:
“My Sinning Genie came with me to Canada,
Naive, unspoiled and self-disturbed,
Responding to beauty in Nature as a sonata,
Melodically sounded in a soul preserved”…
February 5, 2005.
Marina Tsvetaeva lived in the fantasy world, inspired by her poetic-and-non-poetic friends, her incomparable images were her realm. Listen again from :Verses by Marina Tsvetaeva
Russian literary authorities still keep a very tight rein on what can be written about Tsvetaeva and which of her writings may be published. This is understandable. With her explosive individuality and her refusal to be reduced to any literary, political or any other kind of common denominator, Tsvetaeva herself as well as her poetry are the very opposite of the slogans and stereotypes inherent in any compulsory ideology. In 1925, Tsvetaeva wrote that she would return to Russia “not as a permitted relic of the past, but as a desired, eagerly-awaited guest”. This has, to a large extent, come true. Video: II like it
To the right is my digital contribution to the image of Marina Tsvetaeva’s poetry, still lovely and desirable for all who loves poetry and beauty. At the top left is a portrait of Marina Tsvetaeva from the front cover of the book about her.