poet Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova

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You Will Hear Thunder

You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: she wanted storms. The rim
Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.

That day in Moscow, it will all come true,
when, for the last time, I take my leave,
And hasten to the heights that I have longed for,
Leaving my shadow still to be with you.

Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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  • Michael redmond (3/30/2019 10:05:00 PM)

    I guess this poem translated itself?

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    chris moran(12/27/2019 1:06:00 AM)

    D.M. Thomas is the translator. " hasten to the heights" sounds very UN-russian. Too western, too baroque for A.A. I have a friend who is providing me with a more true translation for that bottom stanza.

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  • M Asim NehalM Asim Nehal (7/3/2016 4:54:00 PM)

    What a nice ending, to remain with the lover you raised the heights great..0
    And hasten to the heights that I have longed for,
    Leaving my shadow still to be with you.

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  • Maya Hanson (4/8/2015 8:55:00 PM)

    I love this! beautiful

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  • Indigo Hawkins (2/15/2008 4:13:00 PM)

    This is from 'Moscow Trefoil', I think...I've always loved the power in Akhmatova's poems. They make me wish I could read Russian.

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