A loafer, wandering around

A loafer, wandering around, -

No matter where, I’m pining bored.

The mill is drowsing on the mound.

Here, years can pass without a word.

Above the dodder, all dried up,

A bee glides gently in the breeze,

I call the mermaid by the pond,

But the mermaid’s long deceased.

The pond is shallow now, enclosed

And covered up with rusty slime,

Over the shaking aspen boughs

The crescent moon begins to shine.

Damp scent of poplar-trees is spreading.

I notice everything anew.

I’m silent. Silently, I’m ready

To be transformed, earth, into you.
Anna Akhmatova
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By the early sunrise seized

By the early sunrise seized,

I sing of love aloud,

In the garden, on my knees

Weeding goosefoot out.

I tear it out and I hurl –

Pardon this offense.

I see a little barefoot girl

Crying by the fence.

Voice of sorrow rings and swells,

Filling me with dread,

Stronger grows the tepid smell

Of the weed now dead.

Stone, not bread, will be my prize

To accept with poise,

Up above me, just the skies,

And with me, your voice.
Anna Akhmatova
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Nothing chains a heart to heart

Nothing chains a heart to heart,

If you’d like to leave.

Many joys will life impart

On the one who’s free.

I don’t cry, complain or pout,

Mine is not a life of bliss.

Do not kiss me, all worn out, -

Death will come to kiss.

Bitter languor has been weathered

With the winter snows.

Why, o why, must you be better

Than the one I chose?
Anna Akhmatova
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My husband beat me with the plating

My husband beat me with the plating

Of a belt he bent in two.

With a candle, I keep waiting

On the windowsill for you.

It is dawning. Smoke is weaving,

Rising up above the forge.

O, for me, a captive grieving,

You, again, did not emerge.

It’s for you such fate I bear,

Filled with torment and ordeal,

Did you fall for someone fair?

Does a redhead now appeal?

How to mask such ringing moaning!

Heart is stifled, drunk with dread,

As the thin rays of the morning

Graze the still unrumpled bed.
Anna Akhmatova
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When you’re drunk, you’re so much fun

When you’re drunk, you’re so much fun -

Your rambling tales make no sense.

The early fall arrived and hung

Bright yellow flags upon the elms.

In the land of fraud and guile,

We have strayed, and now, repent,

But, what are these fictitious smiles,

On our lips, so strangely bent?

Not happiness or peace of mind,

A biting torment - we pursued…

I will not leave my friend behind, -

So tender and so dissolute.
Anna Akhmatova
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I wrote the words that lately

I wrote the words that lately

I wouldn’t dare to speak.

My head is dully aching,

My body’s numb and weak.

The distant horn’s subsided,

Heart’s mysteries – unknown.

First autumn snow fell lightly

Upon the croquet lawn.

Last aching thoughts will linger!

Last leaves will come undone!

I never wished to hinder

The one who's used to fun.

Dear lips - absolved at last

For jokes that hurt me so…

You’ll come to visit us

Tomorrow, through the snow.

Candles aglow, by day,

Are tender and more ardent.

They’ll bring a whole bouquet

Of roses from the garden.
Anna Akhmatova
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Dark blue evening. Winds abate

Dark blue evening. Winds abate,

Lured by the light, I make my way.

I’m guessing, standing by the gate –

Who could he be? – My fiancé?...

On the porch, a silhouette,

And a quiet conversation.

Never have I ever felt

Such a languorous sensation.

Anxious poplars stir and sigh,

As their tender dreams prevail,

Burnished steel infused the sky

And the stars are dull and pale.

In the bunch of gillyflowers

There’s a secret flame embalmed

For the one who’ll take the blossoms

And caress my timid palm.
Anna Akhmatova
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To the Baby

My child, I dare not, over you,
To start the blessing’s simple citation.
You’re – with your peaceful heart and view –
An Angel, bringing consolation.

Let all your days be fully clear,
As fully clear is your look now.
Amidst all fates, the world’s to bear,
Let yours be beautiful and proud.
Alexander Pushkin
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Thou and You

She substituted, by a chance,
For empty "you" -- the gentle "thou";
And all my happy dreams, at once,
In loving heart again resound.
In bliss and silence do I stay,
Unable to maintain my role:
"Oh, how sweet you are!" I say --
"How I love thee!" says my soul.
Alexander Pushkin
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Tempest

Who saw the maiden on the rock --
Closed in white -- and waves around,
When, in the stormy darkness locked,
The sea was playing with the ground?

When she was every minute lit
By scarlet lights in thunder’s rattle,
And wind was ravishing and swift
In crazy flight with her white mantle?

The sea is beautiful, when rocks,
And skies -- with flashes, void of azure;
But, Lord! The maiden on the rock
Was more beautiful than nature!
Alexander Pushkin
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