Poetry
- ჯანმრთელობა
Anna Akhmatova I don’t know if you’re alive or dead
I don’t know if you’re alive or dead –Can you be found on earth so?Or only in twilit thoughts instead,Be…
Read More » - ჯანმრთელობა
Anna Akhmatova I hear the oriole’s ever-mournful voice
I hear the oriole’s ever-mournful voice,And welcome the rich summer’s losses.Through the grain, packed tightly ear on ear,The sickle slices,…
Read More » - ჯანმრთელობა
Anna Akhmatova I’ll erase this day from your memory
I’ll erase this day from your memory,So your vague helpless gaze will askWhere you saw Persian lilac,Swallows, and this wooden…
Read More » - ჯანმრთელობა
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:…
Read More » - ჯანმრთელობა
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…
Read More » - ჯანმრთელობა
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…
Read More » - ჯანმრთელობა
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…
Read More » - ჯანმრთელობა
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…
Read More » - ჯანმრთელობა
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…
Read More » - ჯანმრთელობა
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…
Read More »
