In Marina Tsvetaeva's poems, the lover will find hope for reciprocity, the romantic will be able to find the key to the door of his hopes, and in moments of grief, the poet herself will empathize with the reader. The difficult fate of Tsvetaeva is reflected in her poems, here the reader will find a mirror image of the joys and sadness, pain and joy of the great poetess and an ordinary person.
From the biography of Marina Tsvetaeva, it is easy to see what prompted the poetess to write this or that poem, only the motives of specific lines remain behind the veil of secrecy. In the early poems there is more romanticism, and love is not forgotten either. In adolescence, Marina writes "Pampering", "Forest Kingdom" and a number of other poems, written with naivety and ease. Later, the harsh reality of life takes over, and "The Wolf", "Eyes" and other poems appear, in which the harsh whip of life is felt.
Sooner left Russia to join with her husband, Marina long lives and writes in Europe. In the works of this period, one can feel homesickness and a desire to return. The wish comes true 17 years later in 1939, but there is no happiness from returning to the Motherland. Arrests plagued the family, do not give Tsvetaeva to write, or rather it is simply not publish it hurts hits the poetess.
Then the nerves lost - the war began, there was no work, there was no husband and daughter (the husband was shot, the daughter was in the camp until Stalin's death) and the rope demon called the poetess when she was unable to resist him.

Let's end the introduction with Marina Tsvetaeva's lines:

Thank you with both heart and hand
Because you do not know me yourself!
Love so: for my night peace,
For the rarity of meetings at sunset hours.