"I particularly remember this day, " recalled Yakovlev. I for some reason went out of the room. When they returned, they sat on the couch. In their excited faces, I realized that this was Duncan with Yesenin".
Tsvetaeva was enjoyed nature. But people, whom she was fond, rarely indulged her in return.
"I need to be loved... Needed - as in bread"
Tarkovsky was young, talented, handsome, and most importantly - idolized Tsvetaeva. What a woman needs happened to find themselves completely alone, killed life? Together with the teenage son she huddled in the corners, moved from apartment to apartment. Husband and daughter arrested, disappeared in the cellars of the Lubyanka. Tsvetaeva think that life is over. For over importantly, it was the ability to love...
"I don't like - no, I... I - I..."
And suddenly a burst of long-forgotten feelings... Meeting... Love the game... Long walks on Moscow. And the lyrics, which they greedily read each other. Mutual passion Tsvetaeva and Tarkovsky lasts a few months... Once in the house all the same Yakovleva cooking Tarkovsky read only what is written poem.
The table is set for six,
Rose Yes crystal,
And among my guests
Hora da sadness.
And with me is my father,
And with my brother.
The hour passes. Finally
At the door knocking...
No, actually behind the door nobody was there. This poet feel it is a loved one, long gone from life, joins their table.
This poem was so touching Tsvetaeva? Apparent reason for resentment was not. But she regarded poems Tarkovsky in his own way. And replied:
All repeat first verse
And all pass the word:
"I am the table was laid for six."...
You forgot - seventh.
Sadly you all together.
Faces - the rain falls...
How could you for such a table
Seventh forget - seventh...
Sadly your guests,
Idle decanter crystal.
Sad, sad man himself,
Nepoznana - all sadder...
"Nepoznana..." Hurt Tsvetayeva's pride. Disturbed feelings... How had he dared to forget that there She was, his Psyche!.. Many of these poems-blame it already written. Some destinations are long forgotten, and the poems of live, popular. It would seem, and this poem from the same number... Nothing like it! The poem in question, stands alone Tsvetaeva's work.
Not because is the best. But because it is the last.
Transfigured reality
Tsvetaeva childhood was very nearsighted, but points were not. Preferred clear reality blurring of lines and silhouettes. This reality she created accordingly to their inner vision. Similarly, perceived it and people. It was worth a man to pay attention to it, to stretch it, to feel that need, he joined the mighty Tsvetayeva's imagination. And even mediocrity was reincarnated as a hero or knight, in which she, as a rule, and fall in love. Not to engage him in carnal relations, and for the spiritual, "otherworldly", as she liked to say, communication. The hurricane of feelings, which fell upon the new chosen one, always turned the verses. But as soon as the poems were finished, feeling exhausted themselves. Tsvetaeva could just forget about the existence of the once-beloved beloved. It got to the curiosities. She described case, when meeting with a former lover who has devoted the whole cycle fine poems, simply didn't know him.
Do I really not know? - he asked.
No no, I definitely see you for the first time!
But when he reminded his name, Tsvetaeva bit confused.
You? - she said. - I'm sorry, but I can't see, and also you then have a mustache.
- I have a mustache? the man was really hurt. - I never wore a mustache!..
There is an opinion that Tsvetaeva easily and often cheated on her husband, Sergei Efron. Refer to its numerous "stories", love letters, poems, ability and willingness to engage in the subtle game of love... Yes, she was fond of many men. But never sought pleasure in sex. This recipient of her love was not a real person and not even the perfect hero, whom she thought - this destination was always poetry. And it is fairly safe to assume that no one (or almost no one) of her "beloved" intimacy in Tsvetaeva was not. Except for two fateful meeting, left a deep mark on her.
Dangerous liaisons
Sophia Parnok. This is the name "witch", who decided whatever it was charming young Tsvetaeva. Just a year ago Tsvetaeva and Efron were married. Now they had an infant daughter Alya. Sophia Parnok it didn't stop. A frequenter of the Moscow literary salons, she was known for its scandalous relationships with other women. Met Tsvetaeva, she immediately sensed in her a strong thirst for new experiences. Moreover, deprived childhood maternal affection (mother Tsvetaeva did not hide that dreamed of a son), Marina need exactly motherly love. Parnok understood it. She managed to captivate Tsvetaeva and new, unusual sensations, and illusion tender motherhood.
Forgetting about her husband, about the child, completely losing his head, Tsvetaeva rushed into the maelstrom of passion erupted. The eyes of Efron the connection between the two women grew into a whirlwind romance.
Being creative (writer, journalist, actor), the poor man knew poetry, especially the great poetry of his wife, needs special impressions, requires special spiritual stresses - heat of the soul", as he called it, the state itself".
The First world war, and Sergei immediately decides to go volunteer at the front... then on Tsvetaeva condescends insight. She suddenly discovers that Parnok - complete egoist, despot, also insanely jealous. This is not just a disappointment, and resentment. Myopia is not already saved. Yes and imagination also refuses to admire what not. Finally Tsvetaeva saw in Sofia Parnok's not ideal, from which comes the mystery of divine love, as usual, moreover, a vicious woman...
Escape from Paradise"
In his Epiphany Tsvetaeva does and more, much more terrible discovery. She discovers that he left her. Without your loved one... letters from the front came less and less. And with the beginning of the revolution and Civil war correspondence and stopped. Sergey Yakovlevich was gone... a Few years from him was not any news. As an officer of the Volunteer army, Sergei fought with the Bolsheviks. First, on the don, then in the Crimea. In the end he divided the bitter fraction of the thousands of comrades in arms who are in exile. Over four years this continued silence. Tsvetaeva was tormented by the same question: doth, as if alive, then where? Completely unaware of her husband's fate in a cold and hungry Moscow, she constantly returns to the idea of voluntary death.
"I think it's better to die... If Serezha's dead, I won't be able to live... Why prolong the flour, if you can not suffer it?".
It saves poetry. No matter what, Tsvetaeva continues to write. Poems of the time addressed to her husband, "white Swan".
"If God will do a miracle will leave you alive, " she writes in the notebook unsent letters - I'll walk behind you like a dog..."
God heard her and created a miracle. Through the writer Ilya Ehrenburg Tsvetaeva learns that her Sergey is alive in Constantinople. Now all my thoughts and hopes, the whole point of life is to see my husband. Finally she is seeking visas to travel to Berlin...
Sergei by that time was already in Prague. He entered Charles University, became a student and was looking forward to the reunion with family.
Sometime after exploring Tsvetaeva Sergei told my sister that his future wife is a great poet. Perhaps it was an exaggeration. Now, a decade later, she really enjoyed the fame of "master poet". Sergei, despite his twenty-nine years, was still wide-eyed, thin, sickly young man, burdened by the need to learn, to hold examinations - in short, to achieve his place in life.
Three-year stay Tsvetaeva in the Czech Republic - a protracted struggle with life, the constant need to win a place and time for creativity. Thought it was a strong, hardy, and she calls herself selegiline. But who would have known how difficult it is given her this power. As sometimes want to feel weak, vulnerable, all the same child who dreams of escape from the mundane under the gentle motherly wing. The illusion of such happiness once gave Sophia Parnok. Will there be a man now?
Family drama
Each Sergei Efron, the same as he was an immigrant and a student of Charles University Konstantin Rodzevich, had a reputation among her friends and classmates "little Casanova. Everyone knew his weakness towards women. And Tsvetaeva couldn't fail to notice. Occasionally visiting her husband in his Prague residence, she with her daughter Alya rented a room in the suburbs), Marina met and Rodzevich. It struck her that didn't like poetry. And not afraid to admit it, but he saw in Tsvetaeva not of the poet, and woman.
Brewing a new novel... Never shackled freedom of his wife, knowing that relationships Marina with Rodzevich have gone too far, Sergey Yakovlevich rebelled. He proposed Marina to leave. Now she, in turn, experienced a serious shock. After several sleepless nights and painful thoughts she decided: Sergey is forever. Rest - only episodes, which, though hard, but you can refuse.
Life, meanwhile, has moved on. February 1, 1925, Marina Tsvetaeva and Sergey Efron born the son of Moore, his full name is George. A few months later, in the autumn of the same year, the family moved to Paris... And here, having finally more or less tolerable conditions for creativity, Tsvetaeva becomes a witness to the personal drama of her husband.
Former white guard officer, Sergei Efron, experiencing bitter disappointment in the white movement. He openly declares it in print. Admits that all his thoughts associated with abandoned homeland. There, he says, is born a new world with new possibilities of self-realization of the person.
"But it is ruled by the Bolsheviks! trying to reason with her husband Marina.
No matter, says Sergey. - We need to be with people!..
In atonement for his guilt before the Motherland Sergei Efron became one of the founders of the society of returnees" - wanting to return to Russia emigrants had enough.
Not the Sergey or Marina can not imagine, the consequences of such attitudes. Professional "fishers of souls" of the Stalinist NKVD long had his eye on the future returnees...
Murder in Lausanne
September 4, 1937, Switzerland, Lausanne, was found dead of an unknown man with seven bullet wounds. Swiss police was not able to identify the person killed. It was Ignatius Reiss, resident of Soviet intelligence in Europe. Two months before the death of Reuss wrote a letter to Stalin. He publicly accused the leader of the peoples in terror and declared that breaks with his bloody regime. Retribution was immediate. And soon all Swiss and French Newspapers published sensational message - organizer of the murder in Lausanne was declared Russian emigrant, a secret agent of the NKVD Sergei Efron. For Marina Tsvetaeva it was a shock.
About Pro-Soviet sentiments of the husband she knew long ago, but in the ability Sergei to go on the offence - in this she could not believe. Indeed, there is ample reason to believe that trusting Sergey Yakovlevich was involved in dark matter, which clearly was not. Anyway, he was in the center of the scandal. He had hurriedly to escape, fortunately, helped "competent" persons from the Soviet Embassy.
It is difficult to imagine how terrible it was in the days of Marina Tsvetaeva. Not all Russian emigration was configured in the same way as her husband. A large part still hated the Bolsheviks, and the position of the wife of the NKVD agent among them was a truly enviable.
In fact, Tsvetaeva announced a boycott. No way to be published, that is, to earn a living, she now was not. The eldest daughter Ariadna Efron, fully shared the views of his father, too hurried home. Was torn down and fourteen-year-old Moore... Tsvetaeva knew nothing good they can not wait. The choice, however, was not. It should be where Serge...
Coming on Board the steamer, which takes her home, she drew a line seventeen years of exile and of his life.
"It is past its end".
Rejected
What happened to the family of Marina Tsvetaeva in the Soviet Union, is well known. In the fall of the thirty-ninth arrested the daughter Alya, then the husband... Left alone with his son, Marina Ivanovna vainly looking for work. Print it, no one is solved. Personal housing, too. With great difficulty managed to find some living space. Yes and on time... Tsvetaeva outraged. Why Moscow doesn't hold it"? Why "knock"? This is because of their race Tsvetayev - literally loaded with presents Moscow. Father, Ivan Vladimirovich, has created a wonderful Museum of fine arts. Three huge Tsvetayeva's library donated to the Rumyantsev Museum (future Leninka). How many poems, genuine poetic masterpieces devoted to Moscow...
A letter of complaint, letter of request, fly to the ends - of the writers ' Union, the government, finally, Stalin personally... anyone unable to get through. She is a wife of people's enemy. While she was writing letters at the Lubyanka from her husband knocked evidence that he is a French spy...
Bitter recording Tsvetaeva those days.
"My life for this year is finished off".
"Exodus't see... Crying..."
And finally, the terrible:
"Nobody sees - knows - what, I have already been looking hook... I try death..."
But peeking a ray of light. She meets a young, talented Arseny Tarkovsky. Is it really or make things up again - she seem to see the waves of love coming from him. What she lacked in recent times... She meets the same. And if returning youth. It turns out that not all is lost. And the ability to love... And talent... And to poetry, then, is not so far... the Reason for them was unexpected resentment on Tarkovsky. Is it really?
Afterword
Cross, mounted A. I. Tsvetaeva on the grave of the sisters in Elabuga cladistia 1987 crew Central television started filming a documentary about Marina Tsvetaeva. I, as a writer, I wanted to include the story Arseny Tarkovsky about the last poem Tsvetaeva. To see his reaction... it Turned out that he first read these verses only in 1982. That is, after 42 years after they were written.
For me it was like a voice from under the ground, " said Arseny.
Author:
The Farajov Century
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