Poetry
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Anna Akhmatova – There’s a secret border in human closeness
For Nikolai Nedobrovo There’s a secret border in human closeness,That love’s being, love’s passion, cannot pass –Though lips are sealed…
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Anna Akhmatova The road by the seaside garden darkens
The lights are a fresh yellow.I’m at peace; but please, don’t talkTo me about him.You’re kind and loyal, we’ll be…
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Anna Akhmatova – The sky’s blue lacquer grows dim
The sky’s blue lacquer grows dim,And louder the song of the flute,It’s only a pipe of clay,There’s no need for…
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Anna Akhmatova – To feel thoroughly ill, to sweat in delirium
To feel thoroughly ill, to sweat in delirium,To meet everyone known again,To roam the broad paths of a sea-side garden,Filled…
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Anna Akhmatova – To lose the freshness of speech, the simplicity of feeling,
To lose the freshness of speech, the simplicity of feeling,Isn’t that, for us, like a painter losing the power of…
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Anna Akhmatova Venice
Gold dovecote by waters,Tender and dazzlingly green;A salt-breeze sweeps awayThe gondola’s narrow wake. Such sensitive, strange eyes in the streets,The…
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Anna Akhmatova – We shall not sip from the same glass
We shall not sip from the same glass,No water for us, or sweet wine;We’ll not embrace at morning,Not gaze from…
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Anna Akhmatova The evening light is broad and yellow
The evening light is broad and yellow,Tender, the April chill.You are many years late,Yet I’m glad you are here. Sit…
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Anna Akhmatova The Guest
All’s as it was: the snowstorm’sFine flakes wet the window pane,And I myself am not new-born,But a man came to…
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Anna Akhmatova – White Night
Oh, I’ve not locked the door,I’ve not lit the candles,You know I’m too tiredTo think of sleep. See, how the…
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