Classic and Contemporary Poets

ANNA ADREYEVNA GORENKO

Poet Analysis

Poems found: 696

125

568. INSCRIPTION ON A BOOK

8-Nov-13

ACROSS THE STAIRCASE LANDING INTERMEZZO

AFTER POEMS (1913,1916,1911,1959)

AFTERWORD

AH - YOU THOUGHT I'D BE THE TYPE

AH! IT'S YOU AGAIN. NOT AS AN ENAMOURED YOUTH

ALEXANDER AT THEBES

ALL IS SOLD

ALL IS SOLD, ALL BETRAYED, ALL IS LOOTED

ALL OF MOSCOW IS SOAKED WITH VERSES

ALONE

ALONG THE HARD CREST OF THE SNOWDRIFT

AND HERE, IN DEFIANCE OF THE FACT

AND I AM NOT AT ALL A PROPHET

AND IN THE KIEVIAN CHURCH OF DIVINE WISDOM

AND PEOPLE WILL THINK

AND THE MAN WHO MEANS

AND WHEN WE HAD CURSED EACH OTHER

AND YOU, MY FRIENDS WHOHAVE BEEN CALLED AWAY

AND, IN BOOKS, I ALWAYS LIKED

ANSWER

AROUND MY NECK ARE ROSARY STRANDS

AS FOR SAYING GOODBYE, WE DON'T KNOW HOW

AS I DIE, I LONG FOR IMMORTALITY

AS IF THROUGH A STRAW, YOU DRINK MY SOUL

AS IF WITH A HUGE, HEAVY HAMMER

AS IF WITH A STRAW YOU DRINK MY SOUL.

AT MY NECK, SMALL ROSARY BEADS

BEHIND THE LAKE THE MOON'S NOT STIRRED

BEYOND THE LAKE, THE MOON'S STOPPED IN SPACE

BEZHETSK

BLOWS THE SWAN WIND

BLUE HEAVEN, BUT THE HIGH

BORIS PASTERNAK

BREAKUP: 1

BREAKUP: 2

BROAD AND YELLOW IS THE EVENING LIGHT

BROAD GOLD

BROAD GOLD, THE EVENING COLORS GLOW

CHURCHYARD'S AUIET ON A SUNDAY

COULD BEATRICE WRITE WITH DANTE'S PASSION

DARLING, DON'T CRUMBLE MY LETTER

DEATH OF A POET

DEATH OF SOPHOCLES

DEDICATION

DISTANCE COLLAPSED IN RUBBLE

DO YOU FORGIVE ME THESE NOVEMBER DAYS?

DOER OF NOTHING, I CAME HERE-WHY NOT?

DON'T THREATEN ME WITH A TERRIBLE FATE

DREAM

DURING EACH DAY-TODAY, TOMORROW-

DYING, I AM TORMENTED BY IMMORTALITY

EARTHLY FAME'S LIKE SMOKE, I GUESS-

EVERYONE LEFT AND NO ONE RETURNED

EVERYTHING IS LOOTED, SPOILED, DESPOILED

EVERYTHING IS PLUNDERED, BETRAYED, SOLD

EVERYTHING PROMISED HIM TO ME

FAREWELL SONG

FEAR, FINGERING OBJECTS IN THE DARK

FESTIVE SONG

FIFTH ACT OF THE DRAMA

FINALLY WE HAVE FOUND A WAY TO PART

FIRST LONG-RANGE ARTILLERY SHELL IN LENINGRAD

FISHERMAN

FLIGHT

FLOWERS AND NON-LIVING THINGS

FOR A LONG TIME I STOOD AT HELL'S HEAVY GATES

FOR ALEXANDER BLOK

FOR M. LOZINSKY

FOR WHISPER AND ORCHESTRA

FOURTH AND LAST

FRAGMENT

FRESHNESS OF WORDS, SIMPLICITY OF EMOTIONS

GOD'S ANGEL WHO, ONE WINTER MORNING

GOLD RUSTS, THE SWORD RUSTS IN THE SHEALTH

GRAY-EYED KING

GUEST

H.V.H.

HE DIDN'T MOCK ME, HE DIDN'T PRAISE

HE LOVED

HE LOVED THREE THINGS

HE LOVED THREE THINGS ALONE

HE LOVED THREE THINGS ALONE:

HE LOVED THREE THINGS IN LIFE

HE WHISPERS: 'I'M NOT SORRY'

HEART'S MEMORY OF THE SUN GROWS FAINT,

HEIRESS

HERE I HAVE WAITED, NONE WITH ME

HERE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL OF GIRLS FIGHT

HOUSEWARMING: THE BETRAYAL

HOUSEWARMING: THE GUESTS

HOUSEWARMING: THE HOSTESS

HOUSEWARMING: THE TRYST

HOW CAN YOU LOOK AT THE NEVA

HOW CAN YOU LOOK AT THE NEVA?

HOW I LOVED, HOW I LOVED TO LOOK

HOW MANY DEMANDS THE BELOVED CAN MAKE

I AM FREE NOW. AND, KEEPING MY FUN UP

I AM NOT AMONG THOSE WHO LEFT OUR LAND

I AM NOT ONE OF THOSE

I AM NOT WITH THOSE WHO ABANDONED THEIR LAND

I ASKED A NEARBY CUCKOO TO SAY

I ASKED THE CUCKOO

I BROUGHT DISASTER TO MY DEAR ONES

I CALLED DEATHDOWN ON THE HEADS OF THOSE I CHERISHED

I CAME HERE IN IDLENESS

I CARE NOTHING FOR

I DON'T KNOW IF YOU'RE ALIVE OR DEAD

I DON'T SPEAK WITH ANYONE FOR A WEEK

I DREAM OF HIM LESS OFTEN NOW, THANK GOD

I HAD NO RIVALS, SO HE SAID

I HAVE A CERTAIN SMILE

I HAVE COME TO TAKE YOUR PLACE, SISTER

I HAVE LEARNED TO LIVE A LIVE

I HAVE WRITTEN DOWN THE WORDS

I HEAR THE ORIOLE'S ALWAYS GRIEVING VOICE

I HEAR THE ORIOLE'S VOICE, CLEAR AND DISTRESSED

I HEARD A VOICE

I LEARNED A SIMPLE AND WISE EXISTENCE

I LED MY LOVED OUT TO THE HALL

I LISTEN AS TO A DISTANT VOICE

I LIVE LIKE A CUCKOO IN A CLOCK

I MIND O YE BUT LITTLE AVA

I PRESSED MY HANDS TOGETHER UNDER COVER

I SAID TO THE CUCKOO: 'TILL I DIE'

I SEE ON THE CUSTOMS HOUSE A FADED FLAG

I TAUGHT MYSELF TO LIVE SIMPLY AND WISELY

I WEPT AND REPENTED

I WILL LEAVE YOUR WHITE HOUSE AND TRANQUIL GARDEN

I WILL TEND THESE RICH, BLACK BEDS

I WON'T BEG FOR YOUR LOVE: IT'S LAID

I WRUNG MY HANDS UNDER MY DARK VEIL

I'M NOT OF THOSE WHO LEFT THEIR COUNTRY

IF ALL WHO HAVE BEGGED HELP

IF THE LUNAR HORROR SPLASHES AROUND

IMITATION FROM THE ARMENIAN

IMITATION OF ANNENSKY

IN 1940

IN 1940: 1

IN 1940: 2 TO LONDONERS

IN 1940: 2, TO THE LONDONERS

IN BLACK MEMORY YOU'LL FIND, FUMBLING

IN DREAM

IN EVERY TREE, THE CRUCIFIED LORD

IN EVERY TWENTY-FOUR HOURS THERE IS ONE

IN MEMORY OF MIKHAIL BULGAKOV

IN MEMORY OF V. C. SREZNEVSKAYA

IN THE CORNER AN OLD MAN RESEMBLING A RAM

IN THE EVENING

IN THE GAIRDEN THE MUSIC'S VOICE

IN THE LOOKING GLASS

IN THE PIONEER CAMP

IN THE WOODS

INSCRIPTION ON A PORTRAIT

INSTEAD OF A PREFACE

INTERMEZZO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE COIN

INTRODUCTION

IRON FENCE

IS OUR TIME WORSE THAN ALL THE TIMES THAT WENT BEFORE IT

ISN'T IT TO ESCAPE FROM THIS DAMNED EASY LIFE

IT IS FINE HERE: ALL RUSTLE AND CREAK

IT IS NIGHTTIME. THE TWENTY-FIRST. MONDAY

IT IS NO WONDER THAT WITH NO HAPPY VOICE

IT IS SIMPLE, IT IS EASY

IT IS YOUR LYNX EYES, ASIA

IT SEEMS THAT THE VOICE WE HUMANS OWN

IT SMELLS OF FIRE

IT WOULD BE SO EASY TO ABANDON THIS LIFE

IT'S GOOD UP HERE

IT'S NOT WITH A LOVER'S LYRE, NOT AT ALL

LATE AT NIGHT. MONDAY, THE TWENTY-THIRD

LEGATEE

LEGEND ON AN UNFINISHED PORTRAIT

LENINGRAD ELEGY

LIKE A WHITE STONE

LIKE A WHITE STONE IN THE DEPTHS OF A WELL

LIKE THIS, UNTO A WOUNDED CRANE

LISTENING TO SINGING

LITTLE CLOUD WAS UP IN THE SKY

LONELINESS

LOSS OF TRUE FEELINGS AND WORDS RENDERS US

LOT'S WIFE

LOVE

LYING IN ME, AS THOUGH IT WERE A WHITE

MASQUERADE CHATTER

MASQUERADE IN THE PARK

MAY THE ORGAN'S SOUNDS BURST OUT ONCE MORE

MAYBE AGAIN THE ORGAN-MUSIC BLARING

MEMORIES OF THE SUN FADE AS MY HEART GROWS NUMB-

MEMORY

MEMORY OF LOVE, YOU ARE PAINFUL

MEMORY OF SUN SEEPS FROM THE HEART

MIDNIGHT VERSES,SELS: 3. BEYOND THE MIRROR

MIDNIGHT VERSES: 1, PRE-SPRING ELEGY

MIDNIGHT VERSES: 2, THE FIRST WARNING

MIDNIGHT VERSES: 3, THROUGH THE LOOKING-GLASS

MIDNIGHT VERSES: 4, THIRTEEN LINES

MIDNIGHT VERSES: 5, THE CALL

MIDNIGHT VERSES: 6, NIGHT VISIT

MIDNIGHT VERSES: 7, AND THE LAST ONE

MIDNIGHT VERSES: INSTEAD OF A DEDICATION

MIDNIGHT VERSES: INSTEAD OF AN AFTERWORD

MISTRESS OF THE HOUSE

MUSE

MUSIC

MY HANDS CONTRACT UNDER THE DARK VEIL

MY VOICE IS FEEBLE, MY WILL STRONG

MY VOICE IS WEAK, MY WILL DOESN'T WEAKEN THOUGH

NATIVE SOIL

NEIGHBORS OUT OF PITY

NEITHER BY CART NOR BOAT

NEW YEAR'S BALLAD

NINETEEN THIRTEEN PETERSBURG STOREY: CHAPTER 1

NO, NO, I DID NOT LOVE YOU - GLADLY

NO, WE DIDN'T SUFFER TOGETHER IN VAIN

NOBODY CAME TO MEET ME

NOISELESSLY THEY WALKED ABOUT THE HOUSE

NORTHERN ELEGIES

NOT THE LYRE OF A LOVER

NOT WITH DESERTERS

NOW FAREWELL, CAPITAL

NOW IS WOVEN IN MY DARK TRESSES

NOW MY LOVED SOULS ARE WITH THE STARS

NOW NO-ONE WILL BE LISTENING TO SONGS

NOW WE KNOW WELL HOW EACH CAN BEAR THE SHOCK

NUMBER THREE, ZACHATEVSKY

O THERE ARE WORDS THAT SHOULD NOT BE REPEATED

OFTEN VOICES COME TO ME WITH UPSIDED AND

OH NO, IT WASN'T YOU I LOVED

OH, HOW GOOD

OH, LIFE WITHOUT TOMORROW'S DAY!

ON THE CREST OF A HARD-FROZEN SNOW RIDGE

ON THE HARD CRESTS OF THE SNOWDRIFTS THAT LEAD

ONE HEART ISN'T CHAINED TO ANOTHER

ONE MAN FOLLOWS

ONE TRAVELS STRAIGHT AHEAD, THE OTHER

ONE WOULD NOT MISTAKE TRUE TENDERNESS

OTHERS GO OFF WITH THEIR LOVED ONES

OVER THE SNOWDRIFT'S HARD CRUST

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: DEDICATORY POEMS 1. IN MEMORY OF VS. K.

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: DEDICATORY POEMS 2. TO O.A.G-S.

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: DEDICATORY POEMS 3.

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: EPILOGUE

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART ONE, 1. ACROSS THE LANDING

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART ONE, 1. THE YEAR NINETEEN THIRTEEN

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART ONE, 2.

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART ONE, 3.

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART ONE, 4.

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART THREE -- EPILOGUE, TO MY CITY

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 1.

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 2.

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 3.

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 4.

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 5.

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 6.

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 7.

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 8.

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 9.

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 10

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 11

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 13

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 14

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 15

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 16

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 17

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 18

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 19

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 20

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 21

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 22

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 23

POEM WITHOUT A HERO: PART TWO -- OBVERSE, 24

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 1. READING HAMLET

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 10

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 11. JULY 1914

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 12

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 13

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 14

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 15

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 16

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 17

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 18

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 19. LOT'S WIFE

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 2. PUSHKIN

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 20. THE MUSE

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 21. THE LAST TOAST

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 22. BORIS PASTERNAK

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 23. VORONEZH

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 24. DANTE

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 25. IMITATION FROM THE ARMENIAN

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 26. IN MEMORY OF M. B.

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 27. CLEOPATRA

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 28. WILLOW

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 29. REQUIEM: 1935-1940

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 29. REQUIEM: 1935-1940: 1

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 29. REQUIEM: 1935-1940: 10. CRUCIFIXION

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 29. REQUIEM: 1935-1940: 2

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 29. REQUIEM: 1935-1940: 3

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 29. REQUIEM: 1935-1940: 4

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 29. REQUIEM: 1935-1940: 5

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 29. REQUIEM: 1935-1940: 6

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 29. REQUIEM: 1935-1940: 7. THE SENTENCE

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 29. REQUIEM: 1935-1940: 8. TO DEATH

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 29. REQUIEM: 1935-1940: 9

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 29. REQUIEM: 1935-1940: EPILOGUE

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 3

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 30: IN 1940: 1

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 30: IN 1940: 2. TO THE LONDONERS

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 30: IN 1940: 3. A SHADOW

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 30: IN 1940: 4

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 30: IN 1940: 5

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 31: COURAGE

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 32: RETURN

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 33

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 34

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 35. MARCH ELEGY

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 36. EPIGRAM

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 37. THE DEATH OF SOPHOCLES

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 38. ALEXANDER AT THEBES

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 39. THERE ARE FOUR OF US

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 4

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 40

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 40. POEM WITHOUT A HERO, SELS.

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 5

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 6. TO THE MUSE

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 7

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 8. THE GUEST

POEMS OF AKHMATOVA: 9. TO ALEXANDER BLOK

PRAYER

PRAYER (1)

PUSHKIN

PUSSCAT, WATCH OUT, AN EMBROIDERED OWL

QUATRAIN SEQUENCE (1)

QUATRAIN SEQUENCE (2)

QUATRAIN SEQUENCE (3)

QUATRAIN SEQUENCE: MY NAME

QUATRAIN SEQUENCE: TO MY POEMS

REQUIEM: 10. CRUCIFIXION

REQUIEM: 7. THE SENTENCE

REQUIEM: EPILOGUE (1)

REQUIEM: EPILOGUE (2)

REQUIEM: EPILOGUE - I

REQUIEM: EPILOGUE - II

REQUIEM: EPILOGUE 1

REQUIEM: EPILOGUE 2

REQUIEM: INSTEAD OF A FOREWORD

REQUIEM: INSTEAD OF A PREFACE

REQUIEM: INTRODUCTION

REQUIEM: POEMS 1935-1940: 3

REQUIEM: POEMS 1935-1940: 9

REQUIEM: POEMS 1935-1940: EPILOGUE 2

REQUIEM: PROLOGUE

RIDE

ROAD IS BLACK BY THE BEACH

ROUND MY NECK A ROSARY

RQUIEM: 1

RUDDY YOUTH WANDERED FORLORNLY AROUND

SEASIDE SONNET

SECOND DEDICATION

SECRET NOTEBOOK, SELS.

SECRETS OF THE CRAFT: 3, MUSE

SECRETS OF THE CRAFT: 6, THE LAST POEM

SECRETS OF THE CRAFT: 7, EPIGRAM

SECRETS OF THE CRAFT: 9, TO OSIP MANDELSTAM

SECRETS OF THE TRADE: 1. CREATIVITY

SECRETS OF THE TRADE: 1. INSPIRATION

SECRETS OF THE TRADE: 10

SECRETS OF THE TRADE: 2

SECRETS OF THE TRADE: 2.

SECRETS OF THE TRADE: 3. THE MUSE

SECRETS OF THE TRADE: 4. THE POET

SECRETS OF THE TRADE: 5. THE READER

SECRETS OF THE TRADE: 6. THE LAST POEM

SECRETS OF THE TRADE: 7. AN EPIGRAM

SECRETS OF THE TRADE: 7. EPIGRAM

SECRETS OF THE TRADE: 8. ABOUT POEMS

SECRETS OF THE TRADE: 8. POEMS

SECRETS OF THE TRADE: 9.

SECRETS OF THE TRADE: 9. SECRETS OF THE TRADE

SEVENTH (INCOMPLETE) NORTHERN ELEGY

SHARDS

SIMPLE WAY OF LIFE I'VE LEARNED TO LIVE

SKY SOWS A FINE RAIN

SLANDER

SMELL OF INANIMATE THINGS AND FLOWERS

SO MANY REQUESTS, ALWAYS, FROM A LOVER!

SO WE LOWERED OUR EYES

SO YOU THOUGHT ME THE STANDARD ROMANTIC

SO, I REMAINED ALONE

SOME OF THEM EXCHANGE FOND GLANCES

SOMEWHERE THERE IS A SIMPLE LIFE

SOMEWHERE THERE IS A SIMPLE LIFE AND A WORLD

SONG ABOUT SONGS

SONG OF THE FINAL MEETING

SONG OF THE LAST MEETING

SOULS OF ALL MY LOVED ONES ARE ON HIGH STARS

SOULS OF THOSE I LOVE ARE ON HIGH STARS

SPECTER

STANZAS

STILL OTHER THINGS NO DOUBT ARE LONGING

STOP IT, I WAS LIKE ALL OF THEM

SUBMIT TO YOU?

SUDDENLY IT WAS QUIET EVERYWHERE

SUMMER GARDEN

TALE OF THE BLACK RING: 1

TALE OF THE BLACK RING: 2

TALE OF THE BLACK RING: 3

TASHKENT BREAKS INTO BLOSSOM

TERROR, FINGERING THINGS IN THE DARK

TERROR, RUMMAGING THROUGH THINGS IN THE DARK

THAT'S HOW I AM. I COULD WISH FOR YOU SOMEONE OTHER

THE LIME-TREES BY THE OPEN DOOR

THE SUMMER GARDEN

THEN FOR THE LAST TIME WE MET

THERE ARE FOUR OF US

THERE CAME A VOICE. IT WOULD COMMISERATE

THERE IS A BOUNDARY

THERE IS A SACRED BOUNDARY BETWEEN THOSE WHO ARE CLOSE

THERE'S A SACRED LIMIT TO ANY CLOSENESS

THEY DIDN'T BRING ME A LETTER TODAY

THIRD AND LAST

THIS CRAFT OF OURS, SACRED AND BRIGHT

THIS CRUEL AGE HAS DEFLECTED ME

THIS IS NEITHER OLD NOR NEW

THIS IS WHERE PUSHKIN'S EXILE WAS BEGUN

THIS RUSSIAN SOIL

THIS TOO WILL BECOME FOR THE PEOPLE

THREE AUTUMNS

THREE THINGS HE LOVED MOST IN LIFE

TO ALEXANDER BLOK

TO AN ARTIST

TO AWAKE WHEN DAWN IS BREAKING

TO EARTHLY SOLACE, HEART, BE NOT A PREY

TO FALL ILL AS ONE SHOULD, DELIRIOUSLY

TO LOSE THE FRESHNESS OF THE WORDS

TO THE DEFENDERS OF STALIN

TO THE MEMORY OF A POET: 1

TO THE MEMORY OF A POET: 2

TO THE MEMORY OF MY LITTLE NEIGHBOR IN LENINGRAD, VALIA SMIRNOV

TO THE MEMORY OF V.S. SREZNEVSKAYA

TO THE MUSE

TO THE NEW YEAR! TO NEW BITTERNESS!

TO THE PEOPLE OF LONDON

TO V.S. SREZNEVSKAYA

TOO SWEET IS EARTHLY DRINK

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 1

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 10

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 11

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 12

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 13

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 14

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 15

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 16

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 17

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 18

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 19. TALE OF THE BLACK RING

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 2

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 20. ON THE ROAD

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 3

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 4. THE GUEST

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 5. N.V.N.

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 6

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 7

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 8

TWENTY POEMS OF ANNA AKHMATOVA: 9

UNDER AN EMPTY DWELLING'S FROZEN ROOF

UNDER AN OAKEN SLAB IN THE CHURCHYARD

UNDER HER DARK VEIL SHE CLENCHED HER HANDS

UNDER THE FROZEN ROOF OF THIS DESERTED HOUSE

UNPARALLELED AUTUMN

UNTIL I COLLAPSE BY THE FENCE

UPON THE HARD CREST.

VIOLENT WINE OF LECHERY

WE DO NOT KNOW HOW TO SAY GOODBYE

WE DON'T KNOW HOW TO SAY GOODBYE

WE'RE ALL DRUNKARDS HERE. HARLOTS.

WE'RE HEAVY DRINKERS HERE, AND WOMEN OF LOOSE MORALS --

WEAK IS MY VOICE, BUT MY WILL ISN'T WEAKENING

WHAT'S WAR? WHAT'S PLAGUE WE KNOW THAT THEY WILL PASS

WHAT'S WORSE THAN THIS PAST CENTURY?

WHEN A MAN DIES

WHEN A PERSON DIES

WHEN IN A SPIRIT OF SUICIDE

WHEN IN SUICIDAL ANGUISH

WHEN THE BANE OF THE MOON IS AT WORK

WHEN THE MOON IS LYING ON THE WINDOW SILL

WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK IT'S SO MUCH FUN

WHERE NOTHING IS NEEDED, I WALK LIKE A CHILD

WHILE READING HAMLET

WHITE NIGHT

WHY ARE YOU WANDERING AROUND SO

WHY DID YOU POISON THE WATER

WHY DO YOU WANDER RESTLESSLY?

WHY IS OUR CENTURY WORSE THAN ANY OTHER?

WHY IS THIS AGE WORSE

WILD HONEY SMELLS OF FREEDOM

WILD ROSES ARE BLOOMING (FROM A BURNED NOTEBOOK)

WILD ROSES ARE BLOOMING: 4, FIRST LITTLE SONG

WILD ROSES ARE BLOOMING: 6, THE DREAM

WILD ROSES ARE BLOOMING: 8

WILD ROSES ARE BLOOMING: 9, IN THE BROKEN MIRROR

WILLOW

WINDS THAT BRING THE SWANS ARE RACING

WITH THE RABBLE IN A DITCH

YOU ARE ALWAYS NEW AND ALWAYS HIDDEN

YOU ARE ALWAYS NOVEL AND MYSTERIOUS

YOU ARE FAR OFF, STRANGER MINE

YOU ARE NO LONGER AMONG THE LIVING

YOU ARE WITH ME AGAIN, FRIEND AUTUMN!

YOU ARE WITH ME ONCE MORE, AUTUMN MY FRIEND!

YOU CAN LOOK STRAIGHT INTO MY ROOM-

YOU GAVE ME A DIFFICULT YOUTH

YOU KNOW, I LANGUISH HERE

YOU KNOW, I LANGUISH IN CAPTIVITY

YOU WILL HEAR THUNDER AND REMEMBER ME

YOU WILL LIVE WITHOUT MISFORTUNE

YOU WILL NOT LIVE AGAIN

YOU WON'T DIVINE IT IMMEDIATELY

YOUR LYNX-EYES, ASIA

YOUR WHITE HOUSE

YOUTH

Home: PoetryExplorer.net