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Flowers, cold from the dew,And autumn's approaching breath,I pluck for the warm, luxuriant braids,Which haven't faded yet.In their nights, fragrantly resinous,Entwined with delightful mystery,They will breathe in her springlikeExtraordinary beauty.But in a whirlwind of sound and fire,From her shing head they will flutterAnd fall—and before herThey will die, faintly fragrant still.And, impelled by faithful longing,My obedient gaze will feast upon them—With a reverent hand,Love will gather their rotting remains.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Autumn Death Dying Love Transience

Let my heiress have full rights,Live in my house, sing songs that I composed.Yet how slowly my strength ebbs,How the tortured breast craves air.The love of my friends, my enemies' rancorAnd the yellow roses in my bushy garden,And a lover's burning tenderness—all thisI bestow upon you, messenger of dawn.Also the glory for which I was born,For which my star, like some whirlwind, soaredAnd now falls. Look, its fallingProphesies your power, love and inspiration.Preserving my generous bequest,You will live long and worthily.Thus it will be. You see, I am content,Be happy, but remember me.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Bequest Death Dying Inheritance

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.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Poetry

As the future ripens in the past,so the past rots in the future --a terrible festival of dead leaves.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Future Past Poetry

This cruel age has deflected me,like a river from this course.Strayed from its familiar shores,my changeling life has flowedinto a sister channel.How many spectacles I've missed:the curtain rising without me,and falling too. How many friendsI never had the chance to meet.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Life Living Poetry

I’m happy. But some beauty is nonesuch - The gently sloping path across the wood, The wretched bridge that’s just a little skewed And that, for which, I won’t be waiting much.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Poetry

My shadow serves as the friend I crave.

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Anna Akhmatova Friendship Lonliness

Without love, I'm more at ease, I'm sure. The sky is high, the mountain wind is sweeping, And all my thoughts are innocent and pure.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Freedom

I marvel at everything as if it were new.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Beauty Marveling New

If you were music, I would listen to you ceaselessly, and my low spirits would brighten up.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Love Music

And in the depths of music, I didn’t find the answer,And again there was silence, and again the ghost of summer.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Music Silence Summer

I know: yes, no, even I must tear offThe delicate daisy petals.Everyone on earth is destined to feelThe torments of love.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Heart Heart Ache Love Love Hurts

For this gloomy beast within my breast - A heart. But the thing is,We've all had to learn not to sleep for three years.In the morning we shall find outWho has died in the night.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Death Heart Revolution

I have a lot of work to do today; I need to slaughter memory, Turn my living soul to stone Then teach myself to live again.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Living Poetry Soul

Forgive me that I felt forsaken, That grief and angst was all I knew. Forgive me that I kept mistaking Too many other men for you.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Poetry Trust

No one else was as close and as open, No one else so boiled my blood, Even he, who consigned me to torment, Even he, who caressed and forgot.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Loss Love Poetry

I’m not weeping, I’m not complaining,Happiness is not for me.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Depressed Sad Sadness Sorrow

All's taken away: my love and my power.The body, thrown into city it hates,Finds no joy in the sunlight. With every hourThe blood grows colder in my veins.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Lost Poetry Quotes Sadness

This land, although not my native land,Will be remembered forever.And the sea's lightly iced,Unsalty water.The sand on the bottom is whiter than chalk,The air is heady, like wine,And the rosy body of the pinesIs naked in the sunset hour.And the sunset itself on such waves of etherThat I just can't comprehendWhether it is the end of the day, the end of the world,Or the mystery of mysteries in me again.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Finland Home Mystery Not Home Sunset

We don't know how to say goodbye,We wander on, shoulder to shoulderAlready the sun is going downYou're moody, and I am your shadow.Let's step inside a church, hear prayers, masses for the deadWhy are we so different from the rest?Outside in the graveyard we sit on a frozen branch.That stick in your hand is tracingMansions in the snow in which we will always be together.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Poem Poetry Russian Poetry

But I am not allowed to forgetThe taste of the tears of yesterday.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Memories Remember Remembering Sorrow Tears

I defendNot my voice, but my silence

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Silence

I've ceased to smile long ago, The bitter winds now chill my lips, Another hope was just let go, Another song was added since. Against my will, I'll cede this song To people's laughter and offense, Because love's silence for the soul Is too unbearably immense.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Hope Poetry Silence

A town loved with bitter love.

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Anna Akhmatova Bitter Love Poetry Quotes

Once taken by her, you glowedAnd you drank her poisons, content. Because all the stars seemed to grow,And fields had a different scent,Autumn fields.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Love Poetry Romantic

And you know, I agree to everything:I will condemn, I will forget, I will give comfort to the enemy,Darkness will be light and sin lovely.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Betrayal

Tomorrow the mirrors will mock me

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Anna Akhmatova Mirror Mirrors Reflection Tomorrow

Beyond the lake the waning moon has slowed,And stands there like a window open wideInto a hushed and brightly lit abodeWhere something dreadful has occurred inside.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Moon

Song falls silent, music is dumb,But the air burns with their fragrance,And white winter, on its knees,Observes everything with reverent attention.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Winter

The angel of God, having secretly Betrothed us one winter day,Watches over our carefree livesWith fixed, darkening eyesBecause of this we love the sky,Keen air, the fresh windAnd the blackening branchesBehind the iron fence.Because of this we love the sternDark city with its many waterways.And we love our partings,And our brief meetings.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Contentment Earth Signs Fierce

Why is it that you still beguile me –As wind, stone, bird – and all the likes? Why is that you smile on me – With sudden summer lightning strikes?

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Attraction Poetry

Though you are three times more beautiful than angels,Though you are the sister of the river willows,I will kill you with my singing,Without spilling your blood on the ground.Not touching you with my hand,Not giving you one glance, I will stop loving you,But with your unimaginable groansI will finally slake my thirst.From her, who wandered the earth before me,Crueler than ice, more fiery than flame,From her, who still exists in the ether—From her you will set me free.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Cruelty Unrequited Love

All my contemporaries—hundred-and-fivers or convicts—will tell you how we livedin barely sentient fear, raisingchildren for the executioner,prison, or the torture chamber.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Fear Oppression Poetry

In those years only the dead smiled, Glad to be at rest: And Leningrad city swayed like A needless appendix to its prisons.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Leningrad Prison

Let whoever wants to, relax in the south,And bask in the garden of paradise.Here is the essence of north—and it's autumnI've chosen as this year's friend.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Autumn Fall North

It was a time when only the dead smiled, happy in their peace.

~ Anna Akhmatova

Anna Akhmatova Time Happy Peace
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