‘Blows The Swan Wind…’ by Anna Akhmatova

Blows the swan wind,

The blue sky’s smeared

With blood; the anniversary

Of your love’s first days draws near.


You have destroyed

My sorcery; like water the years

Have drifted by. Why

Aren’t you old, but as you were?


Your tender voice even more ringing…

Only your serene brow

Has taken from time’s wing

A scattering of snow.


– by Анна Ахматова (Anna Akhmatova) (1922)

– from Anno Domini MCMXXI translation by D. M. Thomas


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