Anna Akhmatova

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uhume: I am in the middle of it: chaos and poetry; poetry and love and again, complete chaos. Pain, disorder, occasional c...

pidranok: Anna Akhmatova and Olga Glebova-Sudeikina (c. 1910) a figurine from the commedia dell'arte is placed conspicuously...

blackdemasque: "Because you are simple and magical." - Anna Akhmatova, tr. by Jane Kenyon, from "To Death," written c. 1938

sayWUHTnow: poems-and-word: "You will hear thunder and remember me, and think: she wanted storms." - Anna Akhmatova,...

TrafalgarPRCAN: "Italy is a dream that keeps returning for the rest of your life" - Anna Akhmatova Ÿ’• Who else is in love with Flore...

samreenkhn: "Forgive me, that I manage badly, Manage badly but live gloriously, That I leave traces of myself in my songs, That...

Jacq_Of_Spades: It was a time when only the dead smiled, happy in their peace. -Anna Akhmatova

yellow_wood_rd: "In their nights, fragrantly resinous, Entwined with delightful mystery, They will breathe in her springlike Extrao...

kamranalf: Rising from the past, my shadow is running in silence to meet me.. ~ Anna Akhmatova

yellow_wood_rd: "Forgive me, that I manage badly, Manage badly but live gloriously, That I leave traces of myself in my songs, That...

yellow_wood_rd: "It is unbearably painful for the soul to love silently." Anna Akhmatova

GlobalTimeseu: You Will Hear Thunder Anna Akhmatova You will hear thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim...

adyingecho: "If I can't have love, if I can't find peace, give me a bitter glory." - Anna Akhmatova

TheAmScho: A single glance: a sudden dart of pain stitching her eyes before she made a sound . . . Her body flaked into transp...

TheAmScho: "Who will grieve for this woman? Does she not seem too insignificant for our concern? Yet in my heart I never will...

Poem2Poem: I taught myself to live simply and wisely, / to look at the sky and pray to God, - Anna Akhmatova

yellow_wood_rd: "Your voice is wild and simple. You are untranslatable Into any one tongue." Anna Akhmatova

yellow_wood_rd: "Rising from the past, my shadow is running in silence to meet me." Anna Akhmatova

americanrunner: Total firmly on the ground - the sadness, and durability - the royal word.-Anna Akhmatova -

yellow_wood_rd: "But I am not allowed to forget The taste of the tears of yesterday." Anna Akhmatova

kellyryanobrien: Ÿ“· violentwavesofemotion: Anna Akhmatova, from  Selected Poems; "A Land Not Mine, Still," [x]

yellow_wood_rd: "But then he touched the flowers With the dry tips of his fingers. Tell me how men kiss you. Tell me how you kiss." Anna Akhmatova

yellow_wood_rd: "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

yellow_wood_rd: "You will hear thunder and remember me, and think: she wanted storms..." Anna Akhmatova

asmallgoodtweet: So much to do today: kill memory, kill pain, turn heart into a stone, and yet prepare to live again. - Anna Akhmatova

_speak_urself: -°- day 13 of 365 -°- «And you came to me, as if guided by a star...» - An...

Poem2Poem: I taught myself to live simply and wisely, / to look at the sky and pray to God, - Anna Akhmatova

aquotebot: "I don't speak to anyone for a week. I just sit on a stone by the sea." -Anna Akhmatova

anjpunzalan: "Sunset in the ethereal waves: I cannot tell if the day is ending, or the world, or if the secret of secrets is ins...

TrafalgarPRCAN: "Italy is a dream that keeps returning for the rest of your life" - Anna Akhmatova Ÿ’• Who else is in love with Flore...

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Edgar Albert Guest Poem
Joy
 by Edgar Albert Guest

I never knew the joy of getting home,
I never knew how fast a heart could beat;
I never tasted joy,
Till the day my little boy
Came running up to meet me on the street.
I never knew the pleasure of a smile,
I never knew the music of a voice
Till I heard my baby greet me,
...

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