this woman was nina petrovskaya, that is , finland, lake saimaa, this crazy summer, june 1905, still did not pass without a trace for him, still she launched these roots of hers, she launched them into his heart, and it was not so easy for him to part with her could, she, of course, wanted more, she, of course, wanted a continuation of this love and the passion that flared up there, well, as, probably, in the life of any woman, demanded, probably, she assumed that some other steps would follow, but bryusov himself was no longer ready for these other steps, here a whole volume of letters has been preserved, it was published not so long ago, fully published. and in our country, and with these letters there is also such a very curious story: when you read this correspondence, then in general a feeling of awkwardness arises, because it is very intimate correspondence, because in this correspondence nina petrovskaya simply really bares, tears the soul in the most direct sense of the word, and this is undoubtedly the best thing she wrote, all her literary, all her human, all her feminine t