Anna Akhmatova
- Each and every day, I get..., by Andrey Kneller
- Every evening I receive..., by Ilya Shambat
- Like one betrothed I receive..., by A. S. Kline
«Sleep on a Summer’s Night / (Five Verses) 3 He simply darts about in rags with a pianist / With oblique detours falling down his shoulders. / The basket and crumbled man drag on miserably / And the grand piano with raised lid vegetates. Along the buildings he hangs out with a pack / O...»
«Sleep on a Summer’s Night / (Five Verses) 4 I hang inside the writer’s utensil / A large lustrous violet drop. Beneath the house — an enigmatic trench. / A hundredth part of the hard air / Is kindled by a puff of sizzling coke, / And scarcely has the merest daybreak been cut off /...»
«Sleep on a Summer’s Night / (Five Verses) 5 Drink and write, with a kerosene lamp, / Watching for patrols’ revving motors / In the street, with beer mug in hand / As you sip the July night away. The green-eyed thirsty giant! / Pickles spill over the poplar-wood table, / Petty hood...»
«Days spread out with distinct somberness. / The disconsolate brook flows along / In front of my entry hall porch door / Outside my window’s unblocked view. Outside the fence along the road / The public garden flows from its bank. / Sprawling down, like beasts from a lair, / Tumultuous...»