" .. .1 have no love for life as such; for me it begins to have
significance, i.e., to acquire meaning and weight, only when it is
transformed, i.e., in art. If I were taken beyond the sea- into
paradise-and forbidden to write, I would refuse the sea and paradise. I
don't need life as a thing in itself." This, written by Tsvetayeva in a
letter to her Czech friend, Teskova, in 1925, could stand as an
inscription to her life. Marina Tsvetayeva was born in Moscow on
September 26, 1892. Her fathel a well-known art historian and philolo-
gist, founded the Moscow Museum of the Fine Arts, now known as the
Pushkin Museum; her mother, a pianist, died young, in 1906. Marina began
writing poetry at the age of six. Her first book, Evening Album,
contained poems she had writ- ten before she turned seventeen, and
enjoyed reviews by the poet, painter, and mentor of young writers, Max
Voloshin, the poet Gumilyov, and the Symbolist critic and poet, Valerii
Bryusov. Voloshin and Gumilyov welcomed the seventeen- year-old poet as
their equal; Bryusov was more critical of her, though he too, in his own
belligerent way, acknowledged her talent.