I opened my veins. Unstoppablylife spurts out with no remedy. Now I set out bowls and plates. Every bowl will be shallow. Every plate will be small. And overflowing their rims, into the black earth, to nourishthe rushes unstoppablywithout cure, gushespoetry ...

Marina Tsvetaeva
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When I opened my veins. Unstoppablylife spurts out with no remedy. Now I set out bowls and plates. Every bowl will be shallow.

Every plate will be small. And overflowing their rims, into the black earth, to nourish the rushes unstoppably without cure, gushes poetry ...

Source: Selected Poems

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