Anna Akhmatova

(23 June 1889 – 5 March 1966 / Odessa)

Anna Akhmatova Poems

1. Everything 1/21/2003
2. I Taught Myself to Live Simply 1/3/2003
3. Requiem 1/3/2003
4. You Will Hear Thunder 1/3/2003
5. Voronezh 1/21/2003
6. Twenty-First. Night. Monday 1/3/2003
7. Solitude 1/3/2003
8. Celebrate 1/21/2003
9. Under Her Dark Veil 1/3/2003
10. Memory of Sun 1/3/2003
11. I Don't Know If You're Alive Or Dead 1/3/2003
12. You Thought I Was That Type 1/3/2003
13. How can you bear to look at the Neva? 1/1/2004
14. Lot's Wife 1/3/2003
15. The Sentence 1/3/2003
16. Crucifix 1/1/2004
17. Sunbeam 1/1/2004
18. White Night 1/1/2004
19. I Hear the Oriole's Always-Grieving Voice 1/1/2004
20. I Wrung My Hands 1/3/2003

In Memory of M.B.

Here is my gift, not roses on your grave,
not sticks of burning incense.
You lived aloof, maintaining to the end
your magnificent disdain.
You drank wine, and told the wittiest jokes,
and suffocated inside stifling walls.
Alone you let the terrible stranger in,
and stayed with her alone.

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