I drink to our ruined house, to the dolor of my life, to our loneliness together; and to you I raise my glass, to lying lips that have betrayed us, t… - Anna Akhmatova
" "I drink to our ruined house, to the dolor of my life, to our loneliness together; and to you I raise my glass, to lying lips that have betrayed us, to dead-cold pitiless eyes, and to the hard realities; that the world is brutal and coarse, that God, in fact, has not saved us.
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About Anna Akhmatova
Anna Andreevna Gorenko [А́нна Андре́евна Горе́нко] (23 June {11 June O.S.} 1889 - 5 March 1966) was a Russian poet, known primarily by her pen name Anna Akhmatova [А́нна Ахма́това]. Her work was condemned and censored by Soviet authorities and she notably chose not to emigrate, but remained in Russia, acting as witness to the difficulties of living and writing in the shadow of Stalinism.
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Native Name:
Анна Андреевна Ахматова
Alternative Names:
Anna Andreyevna Gorenko
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Anna Achmatova
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Anna Ahmatova
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Anna Gorenko
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Anna Andreevna Gorenko
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Anna Andreevna Akhmatova
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Anna A. Ahmatova
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"You dreamt of me, I knew,
And hence I couldn't sleep.
The lantern flickered blue
And there my path ran steep.
[...]
"This is a lake," you thought.
"There is an island here..."
Just then, on the darkened road,
A little blue light appeared.
By wretched sunlight severed,
You stirred and moaned in pain,
And for the first time ever,
You called me by my name."
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