Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva
Moscow
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Much Like Me

Rating: 3.2
Much like me, you make your way forward,
Walking with downturned eyes.
Well, I too kept mine lowered.
Passer-by, stop here, please.

Read, when you've picked your nosegay
Of henbane and poppy flowers,
That I was once called Marina,
And discover how old I was.

Don't think that there's any grave here,
Or that I'll come and throw you out ...
I myself was too much given
To laughing when one ought not.

The blood hurtled to my complexion,
My curls wound in flourishes ...
I was, passer-by, I existed!
Passer-by, stop here, please.

And take, pluck a stem of wildness,
The fruit that comes with its fall --
It's true that graveyard strawberries
Are the biggest and sweetest of all.

All I care is that you don't stand there,
Dolefully hanging your head.
Easily about me remember,
Easily about me forget.

How rays of pure light suffuse you!
A golden dust wraps you round ...
And don't let it confuse you,
My voice from under the ground.
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COMMENTS
A very cunning and interesting poem to entertain through reciting and meaning such emotional.
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Savita Tyagi 11 April 2014
Interesting poem. Poet doesn't want some body like her, pleading passerby please stop here. Her advise is of taking charge. time makes us all wise!
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Richard Blay 11 April 2014
this is really a cunning poem... don't stop by O passer-by. nice poem
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