Poetry
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Anna Akhmatova – Oh, and the day was cold
Oh, and the day was cold,In Peter’s wondrous city!The sunset a crimson bonfire,And slow shadows thickened. Let him not long…
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Anna Akhmatova – Petrograd, 1919
Caged in this savage capital,We have forgotten foreverThe townships, the lakes, the steppes,The dawns, of our great motherland.In the circuit…
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Anna Akhmatova – Prayer
Give me comfortless seasons of sickness,Visitations of wrath and of wrongOn my house; Lord, take child and companion,And destroy the…
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Anna Akhmatova – Reading Hamlet
To the right, wasteland by the cemetery,Beyond it the river’s dull blue.You said: ‘Go, get thee, to a nunneryOr get…
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Anna Akhmatova – Reply
For Vasily Komarovsky Such strange wordsThat quiet April day brought me.You knew it was still alive in me,That dreadful week…
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Anna Akhmatova Solitude
So many stones are thrown at meThat I no longer cower,The turret’s cage is shapely,High among high towers.My thanks, to…
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Anna Akhmatova – Song of the Last Meeting
My heart was chilled and numb,But my feet were light.I fumbled the glove for my left handOnto my right. It…
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Anna Akhmatova – The bridge of logs is black and twisted
The bridge of logs is black and twisted,The burdocks stand shoulder high,And a thick forest of nettles singsOf how the…
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Anna Akhmatova – The high vault is bluer
The high vault is bluerThan the sky’s solid blue…Forgive me, happy boy,The death I brought you – For the roses…
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Anna Akhmatova – There I saw out
There I saw outMy twenty-first year,Sweet in the mouthThe dark, sultry honey. On the twigs I toreMy white silk dress,In…
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