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| About Tsvetaeva and the White Terror |
| 2024-10-21 |
| Direct Translation via Google Translate. Edited. Text taken from the dzen.ru post by A. Stepanov. Commentary by Russian military journalist Boris Rozhinis in italics. [ColonelCassad] October 8th marks the 130th anniversary of the birth of Marina Tsvetaeva, a Russian poet of the Silver Age, writer and translator. In this regard, I remembered my old post on VKontakte: From the diaries of M.I. Tsvetaeva, 1918: ...A knock on the door. I fly down and open it. A stranger in a papakha hat. From a coffee-colored tan - white eyes. (Then I looked closer: blue.) Gasping. - Are you Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva? - Me. - Lenin was killed. - Oh!!! - I'm coming to you from the Don. Lenin was killed and Seryozha is alive! I throw myself on your chest. __________ The evening of the same day. The communist lodger Zak, running into the kitchen: - Well, are you satisfied? I lower my eyes - not out of shyness, of course: I'm afraid to offend with too much obvious joy. (Lenin is killed, the White Guard has entered, all the communists have been hanged, Zakse is the first)... The refined poetess herself admits that she dreams of hanging the man she just talked to. And not just him! Well, it happens... There is no point in moralizing about the discouraging cruelty of the best representatives of our creative intelligentsia. This is an ordinary, completely standard situation of a civil war in any country. Alas. However, if one side of this confrontation behaves like this ("noble, educated and cultured"!!!), then the other side is not forbidden either... And then they were offended when, after the assassination attempt on Lenin and the murder of Uritsky, the Red Terror began. And what about me? |
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