What is this gypsy passion for separation, this
readiness to rush off when we've just met?
My head rests in my hands as I
realize, looking into the night

that no one turning over our letters has
yet understood how completely and
how deeply faithless we are, which is
to say: how true we are to ourselves.
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Biography
Profession:
Poet
Nationality:
Russian
Born:
October 9, 1892
Died:
August 31, 1941