Anna Akhmatova

(23 June 1889 – 5 March 1966 / Odessa)

My Way - Poem by Anna Akhmatova

One goes in straightforward ways,
One in a circle roams:
Waits for a girl of his gone days,
Or for returning home.

But I do go -- and woe is there --
By a way nor straight, nor broad,
But into never and nowhere,
Like trains -- off the railroad.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 8, 2010



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