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lauren_endnotes's review
"Where nothing is needed, I walk like a child,
My shadow serves as the friend I crave.
The wind breezes out of a grove grown wild,
And my foot is on the edge of the grave."
From POEMS of Anna Akhmatova, translated from the Russian by Lyn Coffin
▪️Akhmatova's selected poems were stunning, as expected. There's a great introduction to them by Joseph Brodsky where he lavishes praise on her work, which is widely recognized as some of the best Russian poetry of the 20th century. Just over 130 pages, and I was noting poems left and right. If you haven't read any of her work yet, I highly recommend.
My shadow serves as the friend I crave.
The wind breezes out of a grove grown wild,
And my foot is on the edge of the grave."
From POEMS of Anna Akhmatova, translated from the Russian by Lyn Coffin
▪️Akhmatova's selected poems were stunning, as expected. There's a great introduction to them by Joseph Brodsky where he lavishes praise on her work, which is widely recognized as some of the best Russian poetry of the 20th century. Just over 130 pages, and I was noting poems left and right. If you haven't read any of her work yet, I highly recommend.
annakoptenko's review against another edition
challenging
inspiring
mysterious
reflective
sad
tense
slow-paced
3.0
wealhtheow's review
3.0
I don't get these poems easily--I can't just pick this book up and understand. Still, there are some that strike immediately:
"The three things he loved most in life
Were white peacocks, music at mass,
And tattered maps of America.
He didn't like kids who cried and he
Didn't like raspberry jam with tea
Or womanish hysteria.
...And I was, like it or not, his wife."
"The three things he loved most in life
Were white peacocks, music at mass,
And tattered maps of America.
He didn't like kids who cried and he
Didn't like raspberry jam with tea
Or womanish hysteria.
...And I was, like it or not, his wife."
eliza_reads's review against another edition
challenging
dark
emotional
reflective
medium-paced
5.0
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Graphic: Death
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