A review by wealhtheow
Poems of Anna Andreevna Akhmatova by Anna Andreevna Akhmatova

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."