I've Cut My Veins Poem by Vic Postnikov

I've Cut My Veins

I've cut my veins - unrestrained,
Unrestored life would gush.
Put a plate. Bring a bowl.
Any vessel is low!
It will go -
to the brim -
o'er the edge -
Down to earth,
feed the rush.
Unrestrained, unrestored
Poems gush.

- Marina Tsvetaeva,1934
Trans. Vic Postnikov,2011

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St-Petersburg, Russia
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