Anna Akhmatova 🇷🇺 (23 Jun 1889 – 5 Mar 1966)
- “All is despoiled, abandoned, sold …”
- “And once more the autumn blasts like Tamerlane …”
- “And the whole town is encased in ice …”
- “As a white stone in the well’s cool deepness …”
- “As if on the rim of a cloud …”
- “Behind the lake the moon’s not stirred …”
- “Bitter woman, you speak of things to come …”
- “The boy said me: ‘how painful it is!’”
- “Bury me, bury me, wind! …”
- “But I warn you, I am living for the last time …”
- “Cleopatra”
- “Crucifix”
- “The cuckoo I asked …”
- “Delightful, after all the wind and frost …”
- “Do not speak of the north and its sadness …”
- “Don’t be afraid--I can still portray …”
- “Don’t pine your heart with fleeting worldly bliss …”
- “The door is half open …”
- “Dream”
- “Drink my soul, as if with a straw …”
- “The earthly glory is like smoke …”
- “Echo”
- “Eulogy Of the Spring’s Eve”
- “Evening and slanting …”
- “Every evening I receive …”
- “Everything promised him to me …”
- “The fifth act of the drama …”
- “The first lighthouse flashed over the jetty …”
- “Forbidden Rose”
- “Fragment”
- “The Gray-Eyed King”
- “The Guest”
- “He whispers, I’m not sorry”
- “Heart’s memory of sun grows fainter …”
- “Here the loveliest of young women fight …”
- “Here we’re all drunkards and whores …”
- “How many demands the beloved can make …”
- “I am listening to the orioles’ ever mournful voice …”
- “I am not one those who left the land …”
- “I came here, in idleness …”
- “I don’t know if you’re living or dead …”
- “I dream of him less often now, thank God …”
- “I drink to our ruined house …”
- “I have come to take your place, sister …”
- “I hid my heart from you …”
- “I pray to the ray from the window-pane …”
- “I rarely think of you now …”
- “I stood for long before the hell’s gates, heavy …”
- “I was born in the right time, in whole …”
- “I won’t beg for you love: it’s laid …”
- “I wrung my hands under my dark veil …”
- “Imitation from the Armenian”
- “An Inscription on a Book”
- “It drags on forever this heavy, amber day …”
- “It is simple, it is easy …”
- “I’ve learned to live simply, wisely …”
- “I’ve written down the words …”
- “July 1914”
- “The land though not mine …”
- “Let any, who will, still bask in the south …”
- “Like someone deaf, blind and mute …”
- “Lot’s Wife”
- “March Elegy”
- “Michal”
- “Muse”
- “Music”
- “My night--I think of you obsessively …”
- “My youth was hard to endure …”
- “The mysterious spring was still enjoying itself …”
- “The New Year’s Ballad”
- “No, no, I did not love you …”
- “Not thus, from cursed lightness having disembarked …”
- “O let the organ, many-voiced, sing boldly …”
- “One goes in straightforward ways …”
- “The one people once called …”
- “The park was filled with light mist …”
- “Prayer”
- “Rachel”
- “Reading Hamlet”
- “Requiem”
- “The road is black by the beach …”
- “Slander”
- “Some gaze into tender faces …”
- “Somewhere there is a simple life and a world …”
- “The Song of the Last Meeting”
- “Sounds die away in the ether …”
- “Such days may meet you just before the springtime …”
- “Terror, lingering things in the dark …”
- “There are the words that couldn’t be twice said …”
- “There is a sacred boundary …”
- “There was such inexpressible sorrow …”
- “There’s none equal to me he used to cite …”
- “They didn’t bring me a letter today …”
- “Three Autumns”
- “To awake when dawn is breaking …”
- “To Death”
- “To fall ill as one should, deliriously …”
- “To the Many”
- “Turmoil”
- “The twenty-first. Night. Monday …”
- “Upon the hard crest of a snow-drift …”
- “The Verdict”
- “We had thought we were beggars …”
- “We hadn’t breathed the poppies’ somnolence …”
- “We noiselessly walked through the house …”
- “We shall not sip from the same glass …”
- “When the moon lies like a piece of Chardush melon …”
- “White Night”
- “Wild honey the scent of freedom has …”
- “Willow”
- “With pride your spirit is darkened …”
- “You know yourself that I’m not going to celebrate …”
- “You thought I was that type …”
- “You’ll live, but I’ll not; perhaps …”
- “Your palms are fiery …”