Literature
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Anna Akhmatova Confession
From my poor sins I am set free.In lilac dusk the taper smolders;The dark stole’s rigid draperyConceals a massive head…
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Anna Akhmatova Dark Dream: 2
You are always new and mysterious,I am obedient to you each day.But your love, my severe one,Is a trial by…
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Anna Akhmatova Don’t taunt your heart with earthly joys
Don’t taunt your heart with earthly joys,Don’t cleave to your wife and home,Take the bread from your child’s mouth,So you…
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Anna Akhmatova Drink my soul, as if with a straw
Drink my soul, as if with a strawI know it’s bitter, intoxicating taste.I won’t disturb the torment with pleading,Oh, for…
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Anna Akhmatova Drowsiness returns me
Drowsiness returns meTo our last starry paradise –That city of pure fountains,Golden Bakhchisarai. There behind the striped fence,By pensive waters,We…
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Anna Akhmatova Earthly fame is smoke
Earthly fame is smoke,It’s not what I asked for.I bring good fortuneTo all my lovers.One of them is alive,In love…
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Anna Akhmatova Evening
In the garden strains of music,Full of inexpressible sadness.Scent of the sea, pungent, fresh,On an ice bed, a dish of…
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Anna Akhmatova Evening hours at the desk
Evening hours at the desk,The page irremediably white,The mimosa’s scent is of Nice, warmth,Over the moon some vast bird flies.…
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Anna Akhmatova Evening Room
Ispeak those words, today, that comeOnly once, born in the spirit.Bees hum on white chrysanthemum:There’s the must of an old…
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Anna Akhmatova Everything’s looted, betrayed and traded
Everything’s looted, betrayed and traded,Black death’s wing’s overhead.Everything’s eaten by hunger, un-sated,So why does a light shine ahead? By day,…
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