Lyudmila Purgina Poems

The light was unsteady in window,
In twilight alone and lean
Near the entrance was whispering
With darkness a harlequin.
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The forest kingdom
By Marina Tsvetaeva

You are - not the prinsess of the high court,
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A night is - like the ages, weakly trembling,
A passionate delirium inside
Of lips about strange and blessed, the babble,
In window - an old and dim light.
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By Anna Akhmatova

You see, not under alien vault,
Without proof of alien wings,
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The sleeplessness
by Anna Akhmatova

Somewhere cats are mewing plaintively,
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by Anna Akhmatova
15/09/1921
Tzarskoye Selo
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by Anna Akhmatova
May 1915
Tzarskoye Selo
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by Anna Akhmatova

Grasped my hands under the veil dark 'n swarthy...
'Why today so pale are you? '
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by Anna Akhmatova

Oh, be silent! with passionate words
I'm inflamed and do tremble all over,
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Anna Akhmatova

The evening light is yellow, wide.
The cool of April's tender, soft.
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