Anna Akhmatova

(23 June 1889 – 5 March 1966 / Odessa)

Thunder - Poem by Anna Akhmatova

There will be thunder then. Remember me.
Say ‘ She asked for storms.’ The entire
world will turn the colour of crimson stone,
and your heart, as then, will turn to fire.

That day, in Moscow, a true prophecy,
when for the last time I say goodbye,
soaring to the heavens that I longed to see,
leaving my shadow here in the sky.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 21, 2003



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