Anna Akhmatova

• Evening, by A. S. Kline
  In the garden strains of music, / Full of inexpressible sadness. / Scent of the sea, pungent, fresh, / On an ice bed, a dish of oysters. He sai...
• Evening, by Lenore Mayhew
  In the garden there were snatches of music / Wordless, melancholy. / The sharp fresh odors of the sea / Rose from oysters on cracked ice. He sa...
• In the Evening, by Richard McKane
  There was such inexpressible sorrow / in the music in the garden. / The dish of oysters on ice / smelt fresh and sharp of the sea. He said to m...
• In The Evening, by Abigail Rappoport
  The music clamoured in the garden / With such inexpressible sorrow. / Freshly and sharply with the scent of sea / Smelled the oysters on ice. H...
• In the Evening, by Judith Hemschemeyer
  The music rang out in the garden / With such inexpressible grief. / Oysters in ice on the plate / Smelled fresh and sharp, of the sea. He told ...
• In the evening, by Daniel Weissbort
  Outside, the music is steeped / In such ineffable sadness. / The ice-packed oysters on the dish / Have the sharp, fresh tang of sea. He said to...
• In the evening, by Andrey Kneller
  With sadness words cannot describe, / Out in the garden, music played. / The frozen oysters on the plate / Smelled pungently of sea and brine. ...
• In the Evening, by Rupert Moreton
  In garden rang out music’s sound, / Untellable its grieving motion. / The fresh astringent waft of ocean / On icy plate of oysters found. He sa...
• In the Evening, by Yevgeny Bonver
  The garden's music ranged to me / With dole that's beyond expression. / The frozen oysters smelled with freshness / And sharpness of the norther...
• In the Evening, by Adrienne Rich
  On the terrace, violins played / the most heartbreaking songs. / A sharp, fresh smell of the sea / came from oysters on a dish of ice. He said:...