Literature
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Anna Akhmatova Imitation of Innokenty Annensky
And to you, my first vagary,Isaid goodbye. The east was turning blue,Though I didn’t know what you meant,You said, simply:…
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Anna Akhmatova I’m not one of those who left their land
I’m not one of those who left their landTo the mercy of the enemy.I was deaf to their gross flattery.I…
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Anna Akhmatova I pray to the ray from the window-pane
I pray to the ray from the window-pane –It’s pale, thin, and straight.All morning I was silent,My heart – split…
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Anna Akhmatova Is my destiny so changed
For Yunia Anrep Is my destiny so changed,Or the game really over?Where are those winters I’d go to bedAt six…
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Anna Akhmatova Is this century worse than those before?
‘Is this century worse than those before?’Is this century really worse than those before?Perhaps, in that dazed by fear and…
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Anna Akhmatova I Taught Myself To Live Simply
I Taught Myself to Live Simply reflects Anna Akhmatova’s philosophy having been born into Russian royalty, then suffering execution and imprisonment…
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Anna Akhmatova It’s fine here: the rustle and crackle
It’s fine here: the rustle and crackle;A hard frost every day,On the bush bowed with white fire,Icy, dazzling roses.And on…
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Anna Akhmatova It was not mystery or grief
It was not mystery or grief,Nor the wise will of fate –It was the impression of strife,Our meetings always left…
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Anna Akhmatova I’ve written down the words
I’ve written down the wordsThat I’ve not dared to speak.My body’s strangely dumb.Dully my head beats. The horn cries have…
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Anna Akhmatova I was not born too early or too late
I was not born too early or too late,The time was uniquely blessed,Only the Lord did not permitMy heart to…
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