Sunshine Has Filled The Room (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
Sunshine has filled the room with clear golden specks of dust. I woke up ...
Anna Akhmatova Poems (80 Poems)
True Tenderness (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
True tenderness is silent and can't be mistaken for anything else. In vain with ...
And you, my friends who have been called away (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
And you, my friends who have been called away,I have been spared to mourn for you and weep,Not as a ...
And as its Going (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
And as it's going often at love's breaking,The ghost of first days came again to us,The silver willow through window ...
Along the Hard Crust… (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
Along the hard crust of deep snows,To the secret, white house of yours,So gentle and quiet - we bothAre walking, ...
I Don’t Like Flowers… (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
I don't like flowers - they do remind me oftenOf funerals, of weddings and of balls;Their presence on tables for ...
A Widow in Black… (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
A widow in black -- the crying fallCovers all hearts with a depressing cloud...While her man's words are clearly recalled,She ...
Music (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
Something of heavens ever burns in it,I like to watch its wondrous facets' growth.It speaks with me in fate's non-seldom ...
Now no-one will be listening to songs (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
Now no-one will be listening to songs.The days long prophesied have come to pass.The world has no more miracles. Don't ...
Here Pushkin’s Endless Exile Has Begun (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
Here Pushkin's endless exile has begun,And Lermontov's exile turned out fatal,The mountain grass has a smell so sweet and gentle,And ...
And Pushkin’s Exile Had… (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
And Pushkin's exile had begun right here,And Lermontov's expulsion had been "canceled."There is the easy grasses' scent on highland.And only ...
To Boris Pasternak (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
It ceased - the voice, inimitable here,The peer of groves left forever us,He changed himself into eternal ear...Into the rain, ...
So again we triumph! (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
So again we triumph!Again we do not come!Our speeches silent,Our words, dumb.Our eyes that have not metAgain, are lost;And only ...
But Listen, I Am Warning You (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
But listen, I am warning youI'm living for the very last time.Not as a swallow, nor a maple,Not as a ...
Let Somebody Else Rest… (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
Let somebody else rest by southern sea,Enjoying the paradise land,It's northerly here, and fall of this year,I chose to be ...
The Last Toast (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
I drink to home, that is lost,To evil life of mine,To loneness in which we're both,And to your future, fine, ...
One Goes In Straightforward Ways (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
One goes in straightforward ways,One in a circle roams:Waits for a girl of his gone days,Or for returning home.But I ...
My Way (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
One goes in straightforward ways,One in a circle roams:Waits for a girl of his gone days,Or for returning home.But I ...
Departure (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
Although this land is not my own, I will remember its inland sea and the waters that are so cold ...
He Did Love (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
He did love three things in this world:Choir chants at vespers, albino peacocks,And worn, weathered maps of America.And he did ...
In Dream (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
Black and enduring separationI share equally with you.Why weep? Give me your hand,Promise me you will come again.You and I ...
The pillow hot (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
The pillow hotOn both sides, The second candle Dying, the ravensCrying. Haven'tSlept all night, too lateTo dream of sleep...How unbearably ...
There Are the Words… (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
There are the words that couldn't be twice said,He, who said once, spent out all his senses.Only two things have ...
You, Who Was Born… (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
You, who was born for poetry's creation,Do not repeat the sayings of the ancients.Though, maybe, our Poetry, itself,Is just a ...
For Osip Mandelstam (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
And the town is frozen solid in a vice, Trees, walls, snow, beneath a glass. Over crystal, on slippery tracks ...
Everything (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
Everything's looted, betrayed and traded, black death's wing's overhead. Everything's eaten by hunger, unsated, so why does a light shine ...
Crucifix (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
Do not cry for me, Mother, seeing me in the grave. I This greatest hour was hallowed and thandered By ...
Celebrate (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
Celebrate our anniversary - can't you see tonight the snowy night of our first winter comes back again in every ...
You Will Hear Thunder (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
You will hear thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim Of the sky will be the ...
Sunbeam (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
I pray to the sunbeam from the window - It is pale, thin, straight. Since morning I have been silent, ...