Anna Akhmatova

• For My Friend Vera, by Seraphina Powell
  A light mist filled the park, flaring gas lamps / made bright blurs by the gates; / all I remember clearly / out of all that indistinctness / is y...
• The park was filled with light mist..., by Judith Hemschemeyer
  — to Vera Ivanova-Shvarsalon The park was filled with light mist, / And the gaslight flared at the gate. / I remember only a certain gaze / Fro...
• To Vera Ivanova-Shvarsalon, by Andrey Kneller
  The park was filled with a light haze, / At the gates, flames of gaslights arose, / I remembered only one gaze, / Still unknowing, calm and comp...