Everything-s looted, betrayed and traded,
black death-s wing-s overhead.
Everything-s eaten by hunger, unsated,
so why does a light shine ahead?
By day, a mysterious wood, near the town,
breathes out cherry, a cherry perfume.
By night, on July-s sky, deep, and transparent,
new constellations are thrown.
And something miraculous will come
close to the darkness and ruin,
something no-one, no-one, has known,
though we-ve longed for it since we were children.
Everything
Anna Akhmatova
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Poem topics: children, death, july, light, night, sky, wing, deep, town, mysterious, hunger, black, shine, thrown, Valentine's Day, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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