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The Sentence

Anna Akhmatova

And the stone word fell
On my still-living breast.
Never mind, I was ready.
I will manage somehow.

Today I have so much to do:
I must kill memory once and for all,
I must turn my soul to stone,
I must learn to live again--

Unless . . . Summer's ardent rustling
Is like a festival outside my window.
For a long time I've foreseen this
Brilliant day, deserted house.


Translated from the Russian by Judith Hemschemeyer

Added: 19 Aug 2001 | Last Read: 17 Jan 2018 10:03 AM | Viewed: 10439 times

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