Anna Akhmatova

• He marked with coal, as I languished..., by Andrey Kneller
  He marked with coal, as I languished, / A target on my left side / To shoot and free the bird — my anguish / Into the empty night. Your hand wo...
• He meant to bring me to my senses..., by Seraphina Powell
  He meant to bring me to my senses: / he couldn’t have taken aim more precisely / if he’d drawn a target “X” in charcoal / on the left side of my ch...