Anna Akhmatova
Everything by Anna Akhmatova

Everything by Anna Akhmatova

Everything’s looted, betrayed and traded,black death’s wing’s overhead.Everything’s eaten by hunger, unsated,so why does a light shine ahead? By day, a mysterious wood, near the ...

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Requiem by Anna Akhmatova

Requiem by Anna Akhmatova

Not under foreign skiesNor under foreign wings protected -I shared all this with my own peopleThere, where misfortune had abandoned us. INSTEAD OF A PREFACEDuring the frightening ...

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You Will Hear Thunder by Anna Akhmatova

You Will Hear Thunder by Anna Akhmatova

You will hear thunder and remember me,And think: she wanted storms. The rimOf the sky will be the colour of hard crimson,And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.That day ...

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Sunbeam by Anna Akhmatova

Sunbeam by Anna Akhmatova

I pray to the sunbeam from the window - It is pale, thin, straight. Since morning I have been silent, And my heart - is split. The copper on my washstand Has turned green, But the ...

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You Thought I Was That Type by Anna Akhmatova

You Thought I Was That Type by Anna Akhmatova

You thought I was that type:That you could forget me, And that I'd plead and weepAnd throw myself under the hooves of a bay mare,Or that I'd ask the sorcerersFor some magic potion ...

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Memory Of Sun by Anna Akhmatova

Memory Of Sun by Anna Akhmatova

Memory of sun seeps from the heart.Grass grows yellower.Faintly if at all the early snowflakesHover, hover.Water becoming ice is slowing inThe narrow channels.Nothing at all will ...

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I Hear The Oriole’s Always-Grieving Voice by Anna Akhmatova

I Hear The Oriole’s Always-Grieving Voice by Anna Akhmatova

I hear the oriole's always-grieving voice, And the rich summer's welcome loss I hear In the sickle's serpentine hiss Cutting the corn's ear tightly pressed to ear. And the short ...

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In Memory Of M.B. by Anna Akhmatova

In Memory Of M.B. by Anna Akhmatova

Here is my gift, not roses on your grave,not sticks of burning incense.You lived aloof, maintaining to the endyour magnificent disdain.You drank wine, and told the wittiest ...

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Twenty-First. Night. Monday by Anna Akhmatova

Twenty-First. Night. Monday by Anna Akhmatova

Twenty-first. Night. Monday.Silhouette of the capitol in darkness.Some good-for-nothing -- who knows why--made up the tale that love exists on earth.People believe it, maybe from ...

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Departure by Anna Akhmatova

Departure by Anna Akhmatova

Although this land is not my own, I will remember its inland sea and the waters that are so cold the sand as white as old bones, the pine trees strangely red where the sun comes ...

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I Don’T Know If You’Re Alive Or Dead by Anna Akhmatova

I Don’T Know If You’Re Alive Or Dead by Anna Akhmatova

I don't know if you're alive or dead.Can you on earth be sought,Or only when the sunsets fadeBe mourned serenely in my thought?All is for you: the daily prayer,The sleepless heat ...

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How Can You Bear To Look At The Neva? by Anna Akhmatova

How Can You Bear To Look At The Neva? by Anna Akhmatova

How can you bear to look at the Neva? How can you bear to cross the bridges?. Not in vain am I known as the grieving one Since the time you appeared to me. The black angels' wings ...

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Under Her Dark Veil by Anna Akhmatova

Under Her Dark Veil by Anna Akhmatova

Under her dark veil she wrung her hands."Why are you so pale today?""Because I made him drink of stinging griefUntil he got drunk on it.How can I forget? He staggered out,His ...

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Crucifix by Anna Akhmatova

Crucifix by Anna Akhmatova

Do not cry for me, Mother, seeing me in the grave. I This greatest hour was hallowed and thandered By angel's choirs; fire melted sky. He asked his Father:"Why am I abandoned...?" ...

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Solitude by Anna Akhmatova

Solitude by Anna Akhmatova

So many stones have been thrown at me,That I'm not frightened of them anymore,And the pit has become a solid tower,Tall among tall towers.I thank the builders,May care and sadness ...

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Voronezh by Anna Akhmatova

Voronezh by Anna Akhmatova

For Osip MandelstamAnd the town is frozen solid in a vice,Trees, walls, snow, beneath a glass.Over crystal, on slippery tracks of ice,the painted sleighs and I, together, pass.And ...

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Why Is This Age Worse…? by Anna Akhmatova

Why Is This Age Worse…? by Anna Akhmatova

Why is this age worse than earlier ages?In a stupor of grief and dreadhave we not fingered the foulest woundsand left them unhealed by our hands?In the west the falling light ...

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I Taught Myself To Live Simply by Anna Akhmatova

I Taught Myself To Live Simply by Anna Akhmatova

I taught myself to live simply and wisely,to look at the sky and pray to God,and to wander long before eveningto tire my superfluous worries.When the burdocks rustle in the ...

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The Sentence by Anna Akhmatova

The Sentence by Anna Akhmatova

And the stone word fellOn my still-living breast.Never mind, I was ready.I will manage somehow.Today I have so much to do:I must kill memory once and for all,I must turn my soul ...

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I Wrung My Hands by Anna Akhmatova

I Wrung My Hands by Anna Akhmatova

I wrung my hands under my dark veil. . ."Why are you pale, what makes you reckless?"-- Because I have made my loved one drunkwith an astringent sadness.I'll never forget. He went ...

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Shade by Anna Akhmatova

Shade by Anna Akhmatova

‘What does a certain woman know of the hour of her death?’ - MandelstamTallest, suavest of us, why Memory,forcing you to appear from the past, passdown a train, swaying, to find ...

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Celebrate by Anna Akhmatova

Celebrate by Anna Akhmatova

Celebrate our anniversary – can’t you seetonight the snowy night of our first wintercomes back again in every road and tree -that winter night of diamantine splendour. Steam is ...

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In Human Closeness There Is A Secret Edge by Anna Akhmatova

In Human Closeness There Is A Secret Edge by Anna Akhmatova

In human closeness there is a secret edge,Nor love nor passion can pass it above,Let lips with lips be joined in silent rage,And hearts be burst asunder with the love.And ...

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The Two Of Us Won’t Share A Glass Together by Anna Akhmatova

The Two Of Us Won’t Share A Glass Together by Anna Akhmatova

The two of us won’t share a glass togetherBe it of water or of sweet red wine;We won’t be kissing, in the morning eitherNor, late at night, enjoy an evening shine… You breathe the ...

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Along The Hard Crust Of Deep Snows by Anna Akhmatova

Along The Hard Crust Of Deep Snows by Anna Akhmatova

Along the hard crust of deep snows,To the secret, white house of yours,So gentle and quiet – we bothAre walking, in silence half-lost.And sweeter than all songs, sung ever,Are ...

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And As It’s Going by Anna Akhmatova

And As It’s Going by Anna Akhmatova

And as it's going often at love's breaking,The ghost of first days came again to us,The silver willow through window then stretched in,The silver beauty of her gentle branches.The ...

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A Widow In Black by Anna Akhmatova

A Widow In Black by Anna Akhmatova

A widow in black -- the crying fallCovers all hearts with a depressing cloud...While her man's words are clearly recalled,She will not stop her lamentations loud.It will be so, ...

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Willow by Anna Akhmatova

Willow by Anna Akhmatova

And I grew up in patterned tranquillity, In the cool nursery of the young century. And the voice of man was not dear to me, But the voice of the wind I could understand. But best ...

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Thunder by Anna Akhmatova

Thunder by Anna Akhmatova

There will be thunder then. Remember me.Say ‘ She asked for storms.’ The entireworld will turn the colour of crimson stone,and your heart, as then, will turn to fire. That day, in ...

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Here Is My Gift by Anna Akhmatova

Here Is My Gift by Anna Akhmatova

Here is my gift, not roses on your grave,not sticks of burning incense.You lived aloof, maintaining to the endyour magnificent disdain.You drank wine, and told the wittiest ...

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Lying In Me by Anna Akhmatova

Lying In Me by Anna Akhmatova

Lying in me, as though it were a white Stone in the depths of a well, is one Memory that I cannot, will not, fight: It is happiness, and it is pain. Anyone looking straight into ...

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I Don’T Like Flowers by Anna Akhmatova

I Don’T Like Flowers by Anna Akhmatova

I don't like flowers - they do remind me oftenOf funerals, of weddings and of balls; Their presence on tables for a dinner calls.But sub-eternal roses' ever simple charmWhich was ...

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As A White Stone In The Well’s Cool Deepness by Anna Akhmatova

As A White Stone In The Well’s Cool Deepness by Anna Akhmatova

As a white stone in the well's cool deepness,There lays in me one wonderful remembrance.I am not able and don't want to miss this:It is my torture and my utter gladness.I think, ...

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March Elegy by Anna Akhmatova

March Elegy by Anna Akhmatova

I have enough treasures from the pastto last me longer than I need, or want.You know as well as I . . . malevolent memorywon't let go of half of them:a modest church, with its ...

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True Tenderness by Anna Akhmatova

True Tenderness by Anna Akhmatova

True tenderness is silent and can't be mistaken for anything else.In vain with earnest desire you cover my shoulders with fur;In vain you try to persuade me of the merits of first ...

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Lot’s Wife by Anna Akhmatova

Lot’s Wife by Anna Akhmatova

And the just man trailed God's shining agent,over a black mountain, in his giant track,while a restless voice kept harrying his woman:'It's not too late, you can still look backat ...

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Muse by Anna Akhmatova

Muse by Anna Akhmatova

When, in the night, I wait for her, impatient,Life seems to me, as hanging by a thread.What just means liberty, or youth, or approbation,When compared with the gentle piper's ...

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And You, My Friends Who Have Been Called Away by Anna Akhmatova

And You, My Friends Who Have Been Called Away by Anna Akhmatova

And you, my friends who have been called away,I have been spared to mourn for you and weep,Not as a frozen willow over your memory,But to cry to the world the names of those who ...

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Gray-Eyed King by Anna Akhmatova

Gray-Eyed King by Anna Akhmatova

Glory to you, inescapable pain! The gray-eyed king died yesterday.The autumn evening was sultry and red,My husband returned and quietly said:'You know, they brought him back from ...

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But Listen, I Am Warning You by Anna Akhmatova

But Listen, I Am Warning You by Anna Akhmatova

But listen, I am warning youI'm living for the very last time.Not as a swallow, nor a maple,Not as a reed, nor as a star,Not as spring water,Nor as the toll of bells…Will I return ...

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Song Of The Final Meeting by Anna Akhmatova

Song Of The Final Meeting by Anna Akhmatova

My breast grew helplessly cold,But my steps were light.I pulled the glove from my left handMistakenly onto my right.It seemed there were so many steps,But I knew there were only ...

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How Many Demands… by Anna Akhmatova

How Many Demands… by Anna Akhmatova

How many demands the beloved can make!The woman discarded, none.How glad I am that today the waterUnder the colorless ice is motionless.And I stand - Christ help me! -On this ...

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You’Ll Live, But I’Ll Not; Perhaps by Anna Akhmatova

You’Ll Live, But I’Ll Not; Perhaps by Anna Akhmatova

You'll live, but I'll not; perhaps,The final turn is that.Oh, how strongly grabs usThe secret plot of fate.They differently shot us:Each creature has its lot,Each has its order, ...

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He Did Love by Anna Akhmatova

He Did Love by Anna Akhmatova

He did love three things in this world:Choir chants at vespers, albino peacocks,And worn, weathered maps of America.And he did not love children crying,Or tea served with ...

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The Last Toast by Anna Akhmatova

The Last Toast by Anna Akhmatova

I drink to home, that is lost,To evil life of mine,To loneness in which we’re both,And to your future, fine, -- To lips by which I was betrayed, To eyes that deathly cold,To that ...

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In Dream by Anna Akhmatova

In Dream by Anna Akhmatova

Black and enduring separationI share equally with you.Why weep? Give me your hand,Promise me you will come again.You and I are like highMountains and we can't move closer.Just ...

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Alexander By Thebes by Anna Akhmatova

Alexander By Thebes by Anna Akhmatova

I think, the king was fierce, though young,When he proclaimed, 'You’ll level Thebes with ground.'And the old chief perceived this city proud,He’d seen in times that are in sagas ...

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Music by Anna Akhmatova

Music by Anna Akhmatova

Something of heavens ever burns in it,I like to watch its wondrous facets' growth.It speaks with me in fate's non-seldom fits,When others fear to approach close.When the last of ...

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Somewhere There Is A Simple Life by Anna Akhmatova

Somewhere There Is A Simple Life by Anna Akhmatova

Somewhere there is a simple life and a world,Transparent, warm and joyful. . .There at evening a neighbor talks with a girlAcross the fence, and only the bees can hearThis most ...

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Our Native Earth by Anna Akhmatova

Our Native Earth by Anna Akhmatova

We do not carry it in lockets on the breast,And do not cry about it in poems,It does not wake us from the bitter rest,And does not seem to us like Eden promised.In our hearts, we ...

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