Anna Akhmatova
Here’s a poem by Anna Akhmatova (June 23,1889 – March 5, 1966), one of the most significant Russian poets of the 20th century.
She was shortlisted for the Nobel Prize in 1965 and received three nominations for the award the following year.
In The Evening
The garden rang with music
Of inexpressible despair.
A dish of oysters spread on ice
Smelled like the ocean, fresh and sharp.
He told me: “I’m a faithful friend!”-
And lightly touched my dress.
How different from embraces
The touch of those two hands.
That’s how one strokes a cat or bird
Or looks at slender lady riders…|
Just laughter in his quiet eyes,
Beneath his light gold lashes.
And the despondent voices of the violins
Sing out beyond the hanging smoke:
“Give blessings to heaven above
At last you’re alone with your beloved.”
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