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akoz33: his “humanitarian” orders were generally ignored, and often overruled by Lenin. Well known intellectuals were less often victimised and often allowed to emigrate: Gorky but also Trotsky often tried to help them, however some, like Anna Akhmatova’s husband Nikolay Gumilyov, were

PoetNotRockStar: “I am in the middle of it: chaos and poetry; poetry and love and again, complete chaos. Pain, disorder, occasional clarity; and at the bottom of it all: only love. Sheer enchantment, fear, humiliation. It all comes with love.” — Anna Akhmatova

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

akusigh: "The black angels' wings are sharp, Judgment Day is coming soon, And raspberry-colored bonfires bloom, Like roses, in the snow." anna akhmatova deserved to be the leader of the decay of angels.

Boiarski: "I’ve things to do today: i must crush memory down, i must turn my heart to stone, i must try living, again." ~ Anna Akhmatova

akarra: I wrote on Anna Akhmatova's "Reading Hamlet," which gives us Ophelia's fury at Prince Hamlet through a reader imagining herself Ophelia:

BooksPajamas: Anna Akhmatova. Alexander Solzhenitsyn. Rereading Sean Bonney tbh

armenotti: Anna Akhmatova, from “Upon The Hard Crest,” featured in “A Treasury of Russian Verse,”

Anfisa83683443: Anna Akhmatova Since being young, I did not love Those who gave me their pity, But when a drop of yours I have My body-light like the sun is mighty. That’s why the dawn around is blessed, I pass down, working miracles – That’s why!

Anfisa83683443: Anna Akhmatova We here through, braving fires that carried What yougth we still enjoyed away. Never avoided, never parried A single blow that came our way.

Bell__Jar: You haunt me still somehow, I've saved each word from you. ~ Anna Akhmatova

lerevedelune: thinking how Anna Akhmatova started to call Russia not her country anymore after the revolution, thinking how she lost her child, her husband, her horrific marriage, her most beloved friends.......she died in a country without seeing it at least a little bit free from horror.

MaxColeArt: The Colors of Love, By Max Cole

Spill_Words: I Taught Myself To Live Simply by 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

CSlatsky: As the future ripens in the past, so the past rots in the future -- a terrible festival of dead leaves. —Anna Akhmatova, "Poem without a Hero"

propertian: HELLO EVERYONE i have WRITTEN the first post of my fragrance/art/history/existential despair newsletter, HAVE AT IT

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

uhume: Rising from the past, my shadow Is running in silence to meet me. ~Anna Akhmatova [Whispers on the Wind by Edward Robert Hughes (1911)]

RealEmirHan: “That was when the ones who smiled Were the dead, glad to be at rest.” Anna Akhmatova

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NataliaHoltzman: “Today I have so much to do; I must kill memory once and for all” - Anna Akhmatova

NeelBurton: I really enjoyed the soundscape that came with today's stormy weather. It reminded me of You Will Hear Thunder, by Anna Akhmatova: [1/3]

rabihalameddine: This was the poem of the day last year: There is a sacred, secret line in loving by Anna Akhmatova

astefanoniok: 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

astefanoniok: 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

ArsEstHabitus: I have a lot of work to do today; I need to slaughter memory, Turn my living soul to stone Than teach myself to live again. — Anna Akhmatova

aquotebot: “I am more iron than they.” –Anna Akhmatova

InkWild1: And soon a tender, testy poem answers To your delight and mine. Anna Akhmatova

sonya_k37: 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 , the complete poems -Akin cetin-

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

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You Smile Upon Your Friend To-day
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You smile upon your friend to-day,
To-day his ills are over;
You hearken to the lover's say,
And happy is the lover.

'Tis late to hearken, late to smile,
But better late than never;
I shall have lived a little while
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