Harrowed, scorned,
You speak; you sound rough and lucid
You—at all, have no echoes
Not around here, not in this world
Your voice—is what truly sunders
You from the ground, and my grasp
For this,
Before you,
I kneelafter Anna Akhmatova, tr. Judith Hemschemeyer (1963)
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Harrowed, scorned,
You speak; you sound rough and lucid
You—at all, have no echoes
Not around here, not in this world
Your voice—is what truly sunders
You from the ground, and my grasp
For this,
Before you,
I kneelafter Anna Akhmatova, tr. Judith Hemschemeyer (1963)