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September, 1935
An Italian worker told me one day in September, 1935: As long as
there is Russia, there is no reason to lose hope. He is an anti-fascist, a communist.
Mayakovsky has been very much enamored of Paris. He has
dreamt of living there always but there is also the homeland, the native,
the unconscious, the old, the elemental...And he writes: la khotel by peit' [sic ] i umeret' v Parizhe, esli by ne bylo takoi zemli - Moskva [\ would
want to sing and die in Paris if there were no Moscow].
I, too, wanted to rove the earth and not stop at any one place were
it not for the plain of Ararat-Masis and Aragats.
Crystallisation - Cristallisation
In order to depict the creative, transforming power of love,
Stendahl relates how in the salt mines of Salzburg when one casts a
dried, dead branch, after awhile one can retrieve it adorned with
ravishing, incrustated, unrecognizable crystals.
In his book, De L'Amour, he names that act of the imagination by
which one in love endows the object of his love with all kinds of
perfection, grace, crystal-decor.
In this way then, all my loves, beginning with Sh., were singed
branches without leaves but in my salt mine they turned into crystals,
miracles. |