Innokenty Annensky

• Anguish of vague remembrance, by R. H. Morrison
  That same page overflowed with ink / Is always opening to me. I will go / Away from people, but whither, whither / Can I hide myself from the ni...
• Ennui of remembering, by Vladimir Markov and Merrill Sparks
  Everytime the identical page, / Spilled with ink, opens up before me. / I shall go off from people... But where. / Where to hide from the night’...
• The Pine Of Reminiscence, by Yevgeny Bonver
  I see always the page that is filled on / By the muddy-black blotches of ink. / I am able from men to be hidden, / But to where could I run from...