Maxioms by Anna Akhmatova
Who will grieve for this woman? Does she not seem too insignificant for our concern? Yet in my heart I read more
Who will grieve for this woman? Does she not seem too insignificant for our concern? Yet in my heart I never will deny her, Who suffered death because she chose to turn.
All has been looted, betrayed, sold; black death's wing flashed ahead.
All has been looted, betrayed, sold; black death's wing flashed ahead.
It was a time when only the dead smiled, happy in their peace.
It was a time when only the dead smiled, happy in their peace.
