My knowledge of Russian poetry is limited and traditionally destilled through Natalia's taste and traslation talent. But this one was specially chosen. So true, so me... so us!
Frivolity – you are such a sweet sin
My sweet companion and enemy of mine,
You injected music in my skin
You injected laughter in my eyes.
You taught me not to keep rings,
No matter whom this life weds me to;
At random start things from the ends
And finish before the beginnings are due.
Taught me to be like stem and to be like steel
In this life, where we can do so little.
How with chocolate sadness to heal,
And laugh in the faces of people.
By Marina Tsvetaeva, the romantic revolutionary for the self not the whole.
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