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When the Universe tries to know itself, it sends round a billion and a dozen of life-hungry couriers with just three things to do: to taste, to touch and to experience. Sensorizm and ever-lasting thirst for everything new and unknown are two perfect guides in this short trip, the purpose of which is to enjoy life in its very bloom.
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Posted 04-15-2010 at 07:10 AM by Helen Agaf (Stars never fall, they travel)
Updated 04-16-2010 at 02:46 AM by Helen Agaf
(a good idea visited me a bit later)
It was the first poem from "The Disciple" cycle (yet it's #6 there) I decided to translate, as it caught my everything – attention, mind, imagination and breath. Marina managed to unite two things, quite difficult to be united within one place – macro- and microcosmos. As for her spiritual leader, he is addressed as You (capital letter), as if he was portrayed as God the Father. All objects given in plural are to emphasize his glory, though it is put implicitly by belittling...
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Posted 04-14-2010 at 08:22 AM by Helen Agaf (Stars never fall, they travel)
Yesterday, when I was working (again) on Tsvetaeva’s cycle of poems called “The disciple”, a sudden idea crossed my mind, that the addressee of the cycle was a complete mystery to me. It was quite interesting, because of personal spirit of the poems.
According to the cycle, Marina is someone’s devoted disciple, an eager follower, even an apostle. She deeply admires her spiritual leader and worships this unknown person as a god. There are motives of self-denial and self-sacrifice,...
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Posted 04-13-2010 at 03:14 AM by Helen Agaf (Stars never fall, they travel)
When someone among her close friends noticed, that her son was difficult to deal with, Akhmatova promptly replied: “Don’t forget, he hasn’t been subscribed to any library since his nine years old as a son of a public enemy executed by shooting.”
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Posted 04-12-2010 at 08:14 AM by Helen Agaf (Stars never fall, they travel)
In 1960-es Russian poetess Anna Akhmatova had a special notebook of most personal and cherished poems of hers, known as “The Cherished Notebook”. As a joke, she called it “The Proud Flesh”. Many of those poems were her deep considerations about personal responsibility of a poet for the epoch he/she destined to live in. Only some of them were included into her last book entitled “The Race of Time” and published, as the poetess decided, that the tough censorship was over.
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Posted 04-09-2010 at 08:06 AM by Helen Agaf (Stars never fall, they travel)
Updated 04-12-2010 at 08:15 AM by Helen Agaf
“I’m strong, I need nothing, but my very soul! I want ease, freedom, understanding, - nobody to keep and to be kept tight! My entire life is a romance with my own soul…”
Marina Tsvetaeva about her own self
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