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Tuesday
Jun072011

Akhmatova, "Хорони, хорони меня, ветер!"

A work ("So bury me, wind, bury me!") by this Russian poet.  You can read the original here.

So bury me, wind, bury me!
Alas, my loved ones did not come.   
Stray evening roams on paths still free, 
And calm earth's breath begins to hum.

Like you, I once was free and charmed;  
But I so madly wished to live.  
Do you see, wind, my cold corpse stiff,
With no one here to cross my arms?  

Now close and cloak this wound so black,
With evening's dark and baleful shroud;     
And bid blue mist to read aloud                  
Those psalms which fend off night's attack.

So that, alone, I might pass on
To that last dream which night may bring;
So rustle now the high sedge song
About the spring, about my spring.

Reader Comments (2)

Oh, I love Akhmatova! She writes beautifully. Actually we had 2 presentations on her works and portraits of her in one of my classes...

June 7, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterDominique

Couldn't agree more, Dominique, and thanks for your comments!

June 7, 2011 | Registered Commenterdeeblog

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