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“Tonight - I am alone in the night, a homeless and sleepless nun! Tonight I hold all the keys to this the only capital city  and lack of sleep guides me on my path. You are so lovely, my dusky Kremlin! Tonight I put my lips to the breast of the whole round and warring earth.  Now I feel hair - like fur - standing on end: the stifling winds blow straight into my soul. Tonight I feel compassion for everyone, those who are pitied, along with those who are kissed.” ― Marina Tsvetaeva

“Tonight - I am alone in the night, a homeless and sleepless nun! Tonight I hold all the keys to this the only capital city and lack of sleep guides me on my path. You are so lovely, my dusky Kremlin! Tonight I put my lips to the breast of the whole round and warring earth. Now I feel hair - like fur - standing on end: the stifling winds blow straight into my soul. Tonight I feel compassion for everyone, those who are pitied, along with those who are kissed.” ― Marina Tsvetaeva

Boris Pasternak.    "Below, the wet black earth shows through,/With sudden cries the wind is pitted,/The more haphazard, the more true/The poetry that sobs its heart out."

Boris Pasternak. "Below, the wet black earth shows through,/With sudden cries the wind is pitted,/The more haphazard, the more true/The poetry that sobs its heart out."

Marina Tsvetaeva. Russian and Soviet poet. Her work is considered among some of the greatest in twentieth century Russian literature. She lived through and wrote of the Russian Revolution of 1917 and the Moscow famine that followed it.

Marina Tsvetaeva. Russian and Soviet poet. Her work is considered among some of the greatest in twentieth century Russian literature. She lived through and wrote of the Russian Revolution of 1917 and the Moscow famine that followed it.

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