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