About the poet did not think…

About the poet did not think
century – and I'm not up to it.
God bless him, with thunder. God bless him, with noise
Not my time!

If the age is not to ancestors –
Grandchildren not to me: Stud.
my age – my poison, my age – harm my,
my age – my enemy, my age – from.

September 1934

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Marina Tsvetaeva
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