About the book: 2006 / Marina Tsvetaeva once compared herself to a tree that gets hit by all the lightning. Many years of separation from Russia, poverty and a hard “stopudovy” life. Loneliness - both in exile and “at home”, where, by a tragic coincidence, she had to return to the era of the “Great Terror” and survive the arrest of her husband and daughter, whom she never saw again. But despite everything she has experienced, Tsvetaeva’s poems, according to one critic, “radiate love and are permeated with love... they are eager for peace and, as it were, trying to embrace the whole world.” This is how her dream came true - to become a tree rustling towards you.