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نازك الملائكة
“الليلُ يسألُ مَن أنا
أنا سرُّهُ القلقُ العميقُ الأسودُ
أنا صمتُهُ المتمرِّدُ
قنّعتُ كنهي بالسكونْ
ولففتُ قلبي بالظنونْ
وبقيتُ ساهمةً هنا
أرنو وتسألني القرونْ
أنا من أكون ؟

الريحُ تسألُ مَنْ أنا
أنا روحُهَا الحيرانُ
أنكرني الزمانْ
أنا مثلها في لا مكان
نبقى نسيرُ ولا انتهاءْ
نبقى نمرُّ ولا بقاءْ
فإذا بلغنا المُنْحَنَى
خلناهُ خاتمةَ الشقاءْ
فإذا فضاءْ !

والدهرُ يسألُ مَنْ أنا
أنا مثله جبارةٌ
أطوي عُصورْ
وأعودُ أمنحُها النشورْ
أنا أخلقُ الماضيْ البعيدْ
من فتنةِ الأملِ الرغيدْ
وأعودُ أدفنُهُ
أنا
لأصوغَ لي أمساً جديدْ
غَدُهُ جليد

والذاتُ تسألُ مَنْ أنا
أنا مثلها حيرَى أحدّقُ في الظلام
لا شيءَ يمنحُني السلامْ
أبقى أسائلُ والجوابْ
سيظَلّ يحجُبُه سرابْ
وأظلّ أحسبُهُ دَنَا
فإذا وصلتُ إليه ذابْ
وخبا وغابْ”
نازك الملائكة

Anna Akhmatova
“The word landed with a stony thud
Onto my still-beating breast.
Nevermind, I was prepared,
I will manage with the rest.

I have a lot of work to do today;
I need to slaughter memory,
Turn my living soul to stone
Then teach myself to live again. . .

But how. The hot summer rustles
Like a carnival outside my window;
I have long had this premonition
Of a bright day and a deserted house. ”
Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova
“You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: she wanted storms. The rim
Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.”
Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova
“Forgive me, that I manage badly,
Manage badly but live gloriously,
That I leave traces of myself in my songs,
That I appeared to you in waking dreams.”
Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova
“I myself, from the very beginning,
Seemed to myself like someone's dream or delirium
Or a reflection in someone else's mirror,
Without flesh, without meaning, without a name.
Already I knew the list of crimes
That I was destined to commit.”
Anna Akhmatova

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