“It is good here: rustle and snow-crunch...
Ski tracks on the splendid finery
of the snow; a memory
that long ages ago
we passed here together.”
― Selected Poems
Ski tracks on the splendid finery
of the snow; a memory
that long ages ago
we passed here together.”
― Selected Poems
“I knew: the gods turned once, in their madness,
Men into things, not killing humane senses.
You’ve been turned in to my reminiscences
To make eternal the unearthly sadness.”
―
Men into things, not killing humane senses.
You’ve been turned in to my reminiscences
To make eternal the unearthly sadness.”
―
“We don't know how to say goodbye,
We wander on, shoulder to shoulder
Already the sun is going down
You're moody, and I am your shadow.
Let's step inside a church, hear prayers, masses for the dead
Why are we so different from the rest?
Outside in the graveyard we sit on a frozen branch.
That stick in your hand is tracing
Mansions in the snow in which we will always be together.”
― The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova
We wander on, shoulder to shoulder
Already the sun is going down
You're moody, and I am your shadow.
Let's step inside a church, hear prayers, masses for the dead
Why are we so different from the rest?
Outside in the graveyard we sit on a frozen branch.
That stick in your hand is tracing
Mansions in the snow in which we will always be together.”
― The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova
“Regarding myself as a mere echo,
Cave-like, unintelligible and nocturnal . . .”
― The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova
Cave-like, unintelligible and nocturnal . . .”
― The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova
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