Anna Akhmatova

• Deception, by Andrey Kneller
  I This morning’s drunk with sunny weather, / And on the terrace, — loud scents of roses, / The sky is brighter than the blue faience. / The not...
• Disloyal, by Seraphina Powell
  1 On the terrace, a morning in spring, / a morning drunk with sunlight. / If the scent of roses were a thing one could hear, / you’d call it deafen...