The Metaphysics of Tenderness
"Where does such tenderness come from?"
Where does such tenderness come from?BY MARINA TSVETAEVA *
Where does such tenderness come from?
* Gratitude to The Poetry Foundation for sharing this poem. The poem is translated by Ilya Kaminsky and Jean Valentine. You will enjoy the translator's notes.
The sadness part of utter joy
And he is so right... poets are made in childhood, in the mouth-feel of language as it blends with human emotion and touch, the roughness of wool and crack of wood being split, voice of the adult closely cuddled, reading aloud. That relation with language that isn't about letters or words on a page but alive. Plus, for me, the felt tragedy, even as a small child, that each moment was passing, could not be held onto, that sadness part of the times of utter joy. Sometimes I think poems are an attempt, not to hold onto those moments, but to be elegies of them, to give them their own objective immortality, the feeling of them, brought "outside" of the limited "inside" of the poet.
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The motion of an immense tenderness
"Georg Philipp Telemann (1681-1767) & trumpeter Maurice Andre (1933-2012) create of suffering an intimate beauty. Enough to make me glad to be alive. This is 9 minutes long. Close your eyes or look out at wind in a tree or open a night window to the scent of the first of this autumn, or of passing cars, your neighbors' supper, or the near ocean. If you have only 2.5 minutes, take refreshment from the first movement. Only let yourself surrender into the slow, temporal motion of an immense tenderness.You might be made glad, too, some hidden grotto longing for this."
Always partly hysterical, near the fall into tears and laughter
Poets are not born in a country. Poets are born in childhood. What, then, is Russian about Marina Tsvetaeva?
With a tender care that nothing be lost
The image -- and it is but an image -- the image under which the operative growth of God's nature is best conceived, is that of a tender care that nothing be lost.