CURRENT MOON

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Sunday Akhmatova Blogging


But listen, I am warning you
I'm living for the very last time.
Not as a swallow, nor a maple,
Not as a reed, nor as a star,
Not as spring water,
Nor as the toll of bells...
Will I return to trouble men
Nor will I vex their dreams again
With my insatiable moans.

1940

You can hear the poem read in Russian here. I don't speak a word of Russian, but I've always loved the way that it sounds.

1 comment:

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