Anna Akhmatova
- Garden, by Seraphina Powell
Last night iced the garden; /
it sparkles, crackles underfoot. /
He left, and I know he regrets it, /
but there’s really no path back.
The winter s...
- The Garden, by Andrey Kneller
The ice has covered up the garden, /
It sparkles and it cracks. /
The one who left me is disheartened /
But there’s no coming back.
The sun’s n...