Marina Tsvetaeva's great love: 5 beloved poetesses who changed her life

The whole life of the poetess Marina Tsvetaeva was spent on the edge of a nerve, every event was reflected in her work, every person left a mark in her fate. Feelings and emotions were necessary for her to create, so that brilliant works came out from under her pen. We suggest remembering the most important people in the life of the poetess — those who influenced her work.

In 1911, 18-year-old Marina Tsvetaeva met in Koktebele with 17-year-old writer Sergei Efron. According to Marina's memories, she made a wish that she would marry someone who would guess her favorite stone. And on the very first day of their acquaintance, Sergei found a pink carnelian bead on the beach, which he brought to Tsvetaeva. Of course, it turned out to be her favorite stone.

Sergey Efron and Marina Tsvetaeva

In 1912, she published a collection called "The Magic Lantern", which she devoted entirely to her husband. But, unfortunately, the life of Tsvetaeva and Efron was not at all as fabulous as the first meeting.

They stayed together, unable to live without each other, forgiving each other's affairs on the side, hobbies and wrong decisions. They had to go through a four-year separation during the Civil War, difficult years of emigration and a tragic return to their homeland.

Darling, darling, we are like gods: Thewhole world is for us!We are everywhere at home in the world,Calling everything his own.

In the hut where the nets are repaired,On the shining parquet…Darling, darling, we are like children: Awhole world for two!

The sun is burning— - to the north from the south,Or to the moon!They are the hearth and the burden of the plow,We have the space and greenery of the meadow…

Honey, honey, each otherWe are forever in captivity!

In 1914, Tsvetaeva met a Russian poet who was 7 years older than her. Sofia was a very beautiful, bright woman, and she and Marina began a close relationship that lasted two years.

I must say that this acquaintance left a big mark on the work of both. Tsvetaeva dedicated a wonderful cycle of 17 poems to the Couple, "Girlfriend", which included such famous works as "Under the caress of a plush blanket ...", "I want a mirror where the mud is ...". Then in 1932 Tsvetaeva would write a biographical essay consisting of small excerpts, thoughts, memories of their relationship with Sofia Parnok — "A Letter to the Amazon".

I'm changing my mind again,I'm tormenting everyone again.In what I don't know the words for,Was there love?

Who was the hunter? - Who is the prey?Everything is devilish-on the contrary!What did I understand, purring for a long time,A Siberian cat?

In that duel of self-willWho, in whose hand was only the ball?Whose heart- was it yours or mine that was flying at a gallop?

And yet-what was it?What is so desirable and sorry?I still don't know: did you win?Is it defeated?

In 1915 in Koktebele Tsvetaeva met the young poet Osip Mandelstam. In 1916 they met again in St. Petersburg. Mandelstam came to Moscow several times, they corresponded and dedicated poems to each other. Tsvetaeva — 10 poems, and Mandelstam — three.

Then they met in Alexandrov, where Tsvetaeva was staying with her sister. What happened between them remained a mystery, but from there Mandelstam literally fled to the Crimea. And I didn't look for meetings with Tsvetaeva anymore, I didn't come to Moscow. Later, they almost did not keep in touch, and after Tsvetaeva's emigration, their relationship turned into hostility.

In 1922, Mandelstam wrote an article in Literary Moscow, where he spoke very sharply and negatively about Tsvetaeva, but Marina did not see this article. Mandelstam did not write about Tsvetaeva anymore, but he called himself an "anti-Tsvetaeva".

Tsvetaeva herself recalled Mandelstam and in 1926 wrote "My answer to Osip Mandelstam", and in 1931 — a memoir essay "The Story of a dedication". She always spoke highly of his work, but she did not hide her dislike for Mandelstam himself.

Chased by ragamuffinsAnd slowly blowing smoke,Solemn strangersWe pass the native city.

Whose hands are gentle undeadYour eyelashes, beauty,And by what thornsYour Lavrovaya verst…—

I'm not asking. My hungry SpiritI've already overcome my dream.You have a divine boy in you—I honor the ten-year-old.

Let's pause by the river, rinsingColored lantern beads.I'll take you to the square,Who has seen the boy kings…

Whistle out the boyish pain,And squeeze your heart in a handful…My cold-blooded, my franticFreedman- I'm sorry!

Konstantin was a close friend of Marina Tsvetaeva's husband. After the Civil War , he also finds himself in Prague with other white officers. And in 1923 he met Marina Tsvetaeva, with whom they had an affair.

Marina Tsvetaeva on the left (second row) and Konstantin Rodzevich on the right (second row)

A new love really inspired the poetess, and in three months Tsvetaeva wrote 90 poems. After the breakup, she created one of her greatest works and sent the last note to Rodzevich.

At the end of her life, she will remember that this love was the most important chapter in her life. Konstantin Rodzevich became the hero of Marina Tsvetaeva's poems "The Poem of the Mountain" and "The Poem of the End".

Playing chess… A grinTeasing the bellhop's eye.After all, chess pawns!And someone is playing us.

Who! Are the gods good? Thieves?In the whole eye of the eye -Eye. Red corridorClang. The raised board.

Makhorochnaya puff.We've lived, we've lived, we've lived....On these sidewalks in checkersDirect road: to the moat

And into the blood. The Secret Eye:Moons auditory peephole…And glancing sideways:- How far you are already!

Pasternak and Tsvetaeva met several times in their youth, but did not pay attention to each other. However, when Pasternak read her book "Versts" in 1922, he was so impressed that he wrote to her in Prague. From that moment, their long-term platonic romance in letters was born.

They found kindred spirits in each other and corresponded until 1935. Tsvetaeva called Pasternak "a brother in the fifth season, the sixth sense and the fourth dimension." They supported each other, confessed their love to each other, idealized each other and dreamed of a possible common future.

Tsvetaeva's love and almost worship of Pasternak, of course, had a great influence on creativity and her reviews of his works:

The meeting took place after all. In 1935, they met in Paris, where Pasternak arrived as part of the Soviet delegation. Tsvetaeva then called it a "non-shooting", because when they were opposite each other, they had nothing to talk about. This "non-meeting" still raises questions and interpretations of critics, historians and writers.

Some of them claim that Tsvetaeva was upset by his performance, someone believes that Marina saw betrayal in his flirtation with the Soviet government, others think that she could not understand his condition, depression and fear of the future. In any case, Tsvetaeva was disappointed. They continued to communicate until Tsvetaeva's death, but less often and less emotionally.

Distance: miles, distance…We were unglued, soldered,In two hands spread, crucified,And they didn't know that it was an alloy

Inspirations and Tendons…Not quarreled - quarreled,Stratified…Wall and moat.

They settled us like eagles —Conspirators: miles, miles…Not upset — lost.Through the slums of terrestrial latitudes

They put us away like orphans.Which one, well, which one is March?!Broke us - like a deck of cards!