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Anna Akhmatova, “Everything Is Plundered…” – Rethink.

"Everything Is Plundered..."
Anna Akhmatova (tr. Kunitz & Hayward)

Everything is plundered, betrayed, sold,
Death's great black wing scrapes the air,
Misery gnaws to the bone.
Why then do we not despair?

By day, from the surrounding woods,
cherries blow summer into town;
at night the deep transparent skies
glitter with new galaxies.

And the miraculous comes so close
to the ruined, dirty houses--
something not known to anyone at all,
but wild in our breast for centuries.

Source: Anna Akhmatova, “Everything Is Plundered…” – Rethink.

Osip Mandelstam / Vitro Nasu

Vitro Nasu » Blog Archive » Osip Mandelstam.

A Body Was Given To Me
by Osip Mandelstam

 

A body was given to me – what to do with it,

So unique and so much my own?

 

For the quiet joy of breathing and living,

Who is it, tell me, that I must thank?

 

I am the gardener, I am the flower as well,

In the dungeon of the world I am not alone.

 

On the glass of eternity has already settled

My breathing, my warmth.

 

A pattern prints itself on it,

Unrecognizable of late.

 

Let the lees of the moment trickle down –

The lovely pattern must not be wiped away.

Friendship in the time of terror ~ Nadezhda Mandelstam’s unique personal tribute to poet Anna Akhmatova

Anna Achmatowa Porträt des Künstlers Kusma Sergejewitsch Petrow-Wodkin (Bild: PD)

 Friendship in the time of terror

Reading the Living Archives: The Witness of Literary Art by Carolyn Forché

Reading the Living Archives: The Witness of Literary Art by Carolyn Forché [article/magazine].