Anniversary – Anna Akhmatova

Celebrate our anniversary – can’t you see tonight the snowy night of our first winter comes back again in every road and …

Brief Biography Of Anna Akhmatova

Anna Andreyevna Akhmatova was born Anna Gorenko into an upper-class family in Odessa, the Ukraine, in 1889. Her interest in poetry began …

A land not mine, still

A land not mine, still forever memorable, the waters of its ocean chill and fresh. Sand on the bottom whiter than chalk, …

Why then do we not despair?

Everything is plundered, betrayed, sold, Death’s great black wing scrapes the air, Misery gnaws to the bone. Why then do we not …

Shade – Anna Akhmatova

Shade – Anna Akhmatova ‘What does a certain woman know of the hour of her death?’ – Mandelstam Tallest, suavest of us, …

Crucifix – Anna Akhmatova

Crucifix – Anna Akhmatova Do not cry for me, Mother, seeing me in the grave. I This greatest hour was hallowed and …

Music – Anna Akhmatova

Music – Anna Akhmatova Something of heavens ever burns in it, I like to watch its wondrous facets’ growth. It speaks with …

He Did Love – Anna Akhmatova

He Did Love – Anna Akhmatova He did love three things in this world: Choir chants at vespers, albino peacocks, And worn, …

White Night – Anna Akhmatova

White Night – Anna Akhmatova I haven’t locked the door, Nor lit the candles, You don’t know, don’t care, That tired I …

In Dream – Anna Akhmatova

In Dream – Anna Akhmatova Black and enduring separation I share equally with you. Why weep? Give me your hand, Promise me …

The Sentence – Anna Akhmatova

The Sentence – Anna Akhmatova And the stone word fell On my still-living breast. Never mind, I was ready. I will manage …

My Way – Anna Akhmatova

My Way – Anna Akhmatova One goes in straightforward ways, One in a circle roams: Waits for a girl of his gone …

True Tenderness – Anna Akhmatova

True Tenderness – Anna Akhmatova True tenderness is silent and can’t be mistaken for anything else. In vain with earnest desire you …

Greetings – Anna Akhmatova

Greetings! – Anna Akhmatova Do you hear the soft rustle beside your table? Don’t bother to write for I’ll come to you. …

Lot’s Wife – Anna Akhmatova

Lot’s Wife – Anna Akhmatova And the just man trailed God’s shining agent, over a black mountain, in his giant track, while …

Sunbeam – Anna Akhmatova

Sunbeam – Anna Akhmatova I pray to the sunbeam from the window – It is pale, thin, straight. Since morning I have …

Departure By Anna Akhmatova

Departure By Anna Akhmatova Although this land is not my own, I will remember its inland sea and the waters that are …

The Victory – Anna Akhmatova

The Victory – Anna Akhmatova 2 Over a pier, the first beacon inflamed — The vanguard of other sea-rangers; The mariner cried …

Everything – Anna Akhmatova

Everything – Anna Akhmatova Everything’s looted, betrayed and traded, black death’s wing’s overhead. Everything’s eaten by hunger, unsated, so why does a …

The Pillow Hot – Anna Akhmatova

The Pillow Hot – Anna Akhmatova The pillow hot On both sides, The second candle Dying, the ravens Crying. Haven’t Slept all …

Celebrate – Anna Akhmatova

Celebrate – Anna Akhmatova Celebrate our anniversary – can’t you see tonight the snowy night of our first winter comes back again …