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Translator's Preface | 1 | |
"Mirrors and Masks: The Life and Poetic Works of Anna Akhmatova" | 7 | |
from Evening | ||
In Tsarskoye Selo | ||
1. | "They're leading the horses..." | 29 |
2. | "...And there's my marble double..." | 31 |
3. | "A dark-skinned youth wandered..." | 31 |
"Under her dark veil she wrung her hands..." | 33 | |
"The heart's memory of the sun grows faint..." | 35 | |
The Song of the Last Meeting | 37 | |
"When you're drunk it's so much fun..." | 39 | |
The Gray-Eyed King | 41 | |
He loved... | 43 | |
"The park was filled with light mist..." | 45 | |
"And when we had cursed each other..." | 47 | |
"At the new moon he abandoned me..." | 49 | |
from Rosary | ||
Outing | 51 | |
"We are all carousers and loose women here..." | 53 | |
"How many demands the beloved can make!" | 55 | |
"We met for the last time..." | 57 | |
"It drags on forever--this heavy, amber day!" | 59 | |
"I've learned to live simply, wisely..." | 61 | |
Confession | 63 | |
"Under the icon, a threadbare rug..." | 65 | |
The Guest | 67 | |
from White Flock | ||
Solitude | 69 | |
"They are flying, they are still on their way..." | 71 | |
"There is a sacred boundary between those who are close..." | 73 | |
"For us to lose freshness of words..." | 75 | |
"Somewhere there is a simple life..." | 77 | |
July 1914 | ||
1. | "It smells of burning..." | 79 |
2. | "The sweet smell of juniper..." | 81 |
In Memoriam, July 19, 1914 | 83 | |
"I don't know if you're living or dead..." | 85 | |
"The twenty-first. Night. Monday..." | 87 | |
"I dream of him less often now, thank God..." | 89 | |
"How I love, how I loved to look..." | 91 | |
from Plantain | ||
"I am listening to the orioles' ever mournful voice..." | 93 | |
"Now no one will listen to songs..." | 95 | |
"Over the snowdrift's hard crust..." | 97 | |
"And when in suicidal anguish..." | 99 | |
from Anno Domini Mcmxxi | ||
Petrograd, 1919 | 101 | |
"I am not with those who abandoned their land..." | 103 | |
"Submissive to you? You're out of your mind!" | 105 | |
"He whispers: 'I'm not sorry..." | 107 | |
Lot's Wife | 109 | |
Michal | 111 | |
"Everything has been plundered..." | 113 | |
"Terror, fingering things in the dark..." | 115 | |
"Today is the nameday of Our Lady of Smolensk..." | 117 | |
Apparition | 119 | |
from Reed | ||
"I hid my heart from you..." | 121 | |
The Poet | 123 | |
Voronezh | 127 | |
"Wild honey smells like freedom..." | 129 | |
Requiem | 131 | |
Cleopatra | 153 | |
Dante | 155 | |
The Last Toast | 157 | |
Mayakovsky in 1913 | 159 | |
from Seventh Book | ||
"The first lighthouse flashed over the jetty..." | 161 | |
Creation | 163 | |
"I don't need martial hosts arrayed in odes..." | 165 | |
"Probably much still remains..." | 165 | |
To the Memory of a Friend | 167 | |
"I haven't been here for seven hundred years..." | 169 | |
"When the moon lies like a slice of Chardush melon..." | 171 | |
"Those lynx eyes of yours, Asia..." | 173 | |
Cinque | ||
1. | "As if on the rim of a cloud..." | 175 |
2. | "Sounds die away in the ether..." | 177 |
3. | "For so long I hated..." | 177 |
4. | "You know yourself that I'm not going to celebrate..." | 179 |
5. | "We hadn't breathed the poppies' somnolence..." | 179 |
The Burnt Notebook | 181 | |
"You invented me. There is no such earthly being..." | 183 | |
"Don't be afraid--I can still portray..." | 185 | |
One More Toast | 187 | |
from Odd Number | ||
Seaside Sonnet | 189 | |
The Last One | 191 | |
Native Land | 193 | |
The Last Rose | 195 | |
To the Memory of V.S. Sreznevskaya | 197 | |
Northern Elegies | 199 | |
Uncollected Poems and Fragments | ||
1904-1917 | ||
"In the corner an old man resembling a ram..." | 221 | |
"Some great misfortune happened to me here..." | 223 | |
"You, the leader, standing by the spring..." | 225 | |
White Night | 227 | |
1919-1941 | ||
"In the city of the gatekeeper of paradise..." | 229 | |
"It would be so easy to abandon this life..." | 231 | |
"Why did you poison the water..." | 233 | |
Imitation from the Armenian | 235 | |
To the Memory of M.B. | 237 | |
Belated Reply | 239 | |
1941-May 1945 | ||
"De profundis... My generation tasted little honey..." | 241 | |
September 1945-1956 | ||
"I wouldn't have known how the quince tree blossoms..." | 243 | |
"Everyone left and no one returned..." | 245 | |
Festive Song | 247 | |
"Others go off with their loved ones..." | 249 | |
1957-1966 | ||
"They will forget?--How astonishing!" | 251 | |
"I was captivated by mistake..." | 253 | |
Creation | 255 | |
"You are to live, but I, not very much longer..." | 257 | |
"These praises for me are not due to rank..." | 259 | |
Listening to Singing | 261 | |
The Publication of a Book | 263 | |
The North | 265 | |
Christmastime (December 24) | 267 | |
Notes to Poems | 269 | |
Notes to "Mirrors and Masks" | 283 | |
Russian Table of Contents | 291 | |
Biographical Notes | 294 |
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