Anna Akhmatova

Poetry
Anna Akhmatova He loved three things, alive

HydraGTJune 2, 2021
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June 2, 2021
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Anna Akhmatova Here we’re all drunkards and whores
June 2, 2021
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Anna Akhmatova How can you bear to view the Neva
June 2, 2021
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Anna Akhmatova How I loved, and love, to look
June 2, 2021
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Anna Akhmatova I came here, in idleness.
June 2, 2021
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Anna Akhmatova Ice, resonant, floats by
June 2, 2021
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Anna Akhmatova I don’t know if you’re alive or dead
June 2, 2021
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Anna Akhmatova I hear the oriole’s ever-mournful voice
June 1, 2021
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Anna Akhmatova I’ll be there and weariness will vanish.
June 1, 2021
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Anna Akhmatova I’ll erase this day from your memory

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