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http://www.icon-icon.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/02/Les-poesies-de-l-amour-copy-1.jpg500500 Icon-Icon Opinion : The work of a great poetess — Marina Tsvetaïeva delivers here an approach that cannot easily be assimilated to love poetry… “Since I could have stopped writing poems, I could also one day stop loving. So I will die. And it will of course be suicide, because my desire for love is entirely a desire for death,” she wrote in 1919, before choosing exile from her native Russia. Author : Marina Tsvetaïeva Publishing House : Circe Release Date : November 2015 “Each verse is a child of love,” wrote Marina Tsvetaeva. But if the amorous exacerbation, the passionate energy is indeed one of the characteristics of his work, what strikes above all, beyond the infinite list of male or female "muses", is that it is not very little assimilable to love poetry, classical or modern.