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Anna Akhmatova Short Stories

Here are the top Anna Akhmatova short stories, fanfiction, poetry, and posts on Commaful, including topics like "poetry", "poem", and more.
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Willow by Anna Akhmatova
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
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And I grew up in patterned tranquillity, In the cool nursery of the young century.

In Memory of M. B. by Anna...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
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Here is my gift, not roses on your grave, not sticks of burning incense.

Why Is This Age Worse...? ...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
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Why is this age worse than earlier ages? In a stupor of grief and dread

Lot's Wife by Anna Akhmato...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
13
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And the just man trailed God's shining agent, over a black mountain, in his giant track,

Celebrate by Anna Akhmatov...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
3 years ago
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Celebrate our anniversary - can't you see tonight the snowy night of our first winter

How can you bear to look a...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
3 years ago
15
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How can you bear to look at the Neva? How can you bear to cross the bridges?.

You Thought I Was That Typ...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
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You thought I was that type: That you could forget me,

White Night by Anna Akhmat...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
14
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That day, in Moscow, a true prophecy, when for the last time I say goodbye,

I Don't Know If You're Ali...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
1
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I don't know if you're alive or dead. Can you on earth be sought,

You Will Hear Thunder by A...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
3 years ago
13
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You will hear thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim

I Taught Myself To Live Si...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
15
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I taught myself to live simply and wisely, to look at the sky and pray to God,

Crucifix by Anna Akhmatova
classicpoet Gifted Writer
3 years ago
15
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Do not cry for me, Mother, seeing me in the grave. I

I hear the oriole's always...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
13
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I hear the oriole's always-grieving voice, And the rich summer's welcome loss I hear

Thunder by Anna Akhmatova
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
12
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There will be thunder then. Remember me. Say ' She asked for storms.' The entire

Under Her Dark Veil by Ann...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
14
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Under her dark veil she wrung her hands. "Why are you so pale today?"

The Sentence by Anna Akhma...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
15
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1
And the stone word fell On my still-living breast.

Twenty-First. Night. Monda...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
13
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Twenty-first. Night. Monday. Silhouette of the capitol in darkness.

Sunbeam by Anna Akhmatova
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
16
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I pray to the sunbeam from the window - It is pale, thin, straight.

Solitude by Anna Akhmatova
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
13
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0
So many stones have been thrown at me, That I'm not frightened of them anymore,

For Osip Mandelstam by Ann...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
3 years ago
16
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1
And the town is frozen solid in a vice, Trees, walls, snow, beneath a glass.

Willow by Anna Akhmatova
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
25
0
1
And I grew up in patterned tranquillity, In the cool nursery of the young century.

In Memory of M. B. by Anna...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
17
0
0
Here is my gift, not roses on your grave, not sticks of burning incense.

Why Is This Age Worse...? ...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
15
0
1
Why is this age worse than earlier ages? In a stupor of grief and dread

Lot's Wife by Anna Akhmato...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
13
0
1
And the just man trailed God's shining agent, over a black mountain, in his giant track,

Celebrate by Anna Akhmatov...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
3 years ago
16
0
0
Celebrate our anniversary - can't you see tonight the snowy night of our first winter

How can you bear to look a...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
3 years ago
15
0
1
How can you bear to look at the Neva? How can you bear to cross the bridges?.

You Thought I Was That Typ...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
23
0
1
You thought I was that type: That you could forget me,

White Night by Anna Akhmat...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
14
0
0
That day, in Moscow, a true prophecy, when for the last time I say goodbye,

I Don't Know If You're Ali...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
1
0
0
I don't know if you're alive or dead. Can you on earth be sought,

You Will Hear Thunder by A...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
3 years ago
13
0
0
You will hear thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim

I Taught Myself To Live Si...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
15
0
0
I taught myself to live simply and wisely, to look at the sky and pray to God,

Crucifix by Anna Akhmatova
classicpoet Gifted Writer
3 years ago
15
0
0
Do not cry for me, Mother, seeing me in the grave. I

I hear the oriole's always...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
13
0
0
I hear the oriole's always-grieving voice, And the rich summer's welcome loss I hear

Thunder by Anna Akhmatova
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
12
0
0
There will be thunder then. Remember me. Say ' She asked for storms.' The entire

Under Her Dark Veil by Ann...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
14
0
0
Under her dark veil she wrung her hands. "Why are you so pale today?"

The Sentence by Anna Akhma...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
15
0
1
And the stone word fell On my still-living breast.

Twenty-First. Night. Monda...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
13
0
0
Twenty-first. Night. Monday. Silhouette of the capitol in darkness.

Sunbeam by Anna Akhmatova
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
16
0
0
I pray to the sunbeam from the window - It is pale, thin, straight.

Solitude by Anna Akhmatova
classicpoet Gifted Writer
4 years ago
13
0
0
So many stones have been thrown at me, That I'm not frightened of them anymore,

For Osip Mandelstam by Ann...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
3 years ago
16
0
1
And the town is frozen solid in a vice, Trees, walls, snow, beneath a glass.