Poet’s Soul As “Young Tempest”

You go on living! – I have dropped my hands;
I have dropped on the hands my feverish head.
That’s how young Tempest is listening to god –
Somewhere in the field late in the dark hours.

And on the highest wave of my shorten breath
Powerful suddenly – down comes a heavy hand.
And on my lips somebody’s lips lie down.
That’s how young Tempest is listened to by god.

June 20, 1917

(Trans: By Victor Enyutin)

“God” as a personage of this poem is not like the god of creation where even galaxies are vulnerable to violent death, and not like the god of Adam and Eve who prefers people’s obedience to their stubborn will and critical intelligence. God of Tsvetaeva’s poem, it seems, enjoys the challenges set forth by the human thinking. Does god take interest in human judgments about the matters of the world? According to the poem, god whispers something compassionate to the human being who is not “merely living” but who is capable of stopping to act instinctively in the world (who “drops her hands”) and instead gives herself to the painful contemplation (drops on her hands her feverish forehead) about human life.

In her depiction of relations between god and human beings with the soul of the “young tempest” Tsvetaeva goes much farther. Those people who try to understand the reasons as to why life is so discordant, are not only entitled to receive communications from god, not only deserve his consolation (“powerful suddenly – down comes a heavy hand”), not only capable of attracting god’s love (“on my lips somebody’s lips lie down”). Such people are appreciated so much that they are considered as deserving of god’s attention to what they can tell him (“That’s how the young Tempest is listened to by god”).

Why for god not only talk to poet directly, but also to listen to what s/he has to say? Is it because a human being capable of thinking is recognized by god as a co-creator and now they need to discuss the destiny of Earth together? Does god without human creative participation feel abandoned? Does god need to hear human assessment of his job as a creator? Does Tsvetaeva’s god need to hear about the human living experience, human suggestions as how to correct that which makes some of us “drop hands” and “drop on hands the feverish foreheads”?