Valeria spoiled many nice things – the image of Barbie doll, Japanese lolita style, and also – the most famous (and my very favourite) short poem of the great russian poet of the Silver Age – Anna Akhmatova.
I wish you could learn about this beautiful and heart-breaking poem without Valeria’s horrible acting, but – alas.
Written by: Anna Akhmatova, 1911
Translated by: Eugenia Sarkisyants, 2011
Dusky veil shades her hands clenching tensely…
“Tell me, what is your saddening care?”
“I am sad for I filled him immensely
With the edgy liquor of despair.
How am I to forget? Pain was making
His lips twist. Out he walked, barely straight…
Clear of rails, I rushed down, all forsaking,
I was following him to the gate,
Breathless, crying, ‘It was just a phony!
If you go I shall die!’ He replied
With a nightmarish smile, calm and stony,
‘Do not stand in the wind, go inside.’”