Tag: Anna Akhmatova
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I Taught Myself To Live Simply – Anna Akhmatova I taught myself to live simply and wisely, to look at the sky and pray to God, and to wander long before evening to tire my superfluous worries. When the burdocks rustle in the ravine and the yellow-red rowanberry cluster droops I compose happy verses about…
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You Will Hear Thunder – Anna Akhmatova 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…
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I unconsciously put on my left hand The glove that belonged on my right. – Anna Akhmatova, extract from Song of the Final Meeting
Roseena Veronika Hussain 