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13 ??? 1963. ????????
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Twenty-three Years Later
I extinguish those treasured candles,
My magical evening is finished, –
Executioners, pretenders, messiahs
And, alas, prosecutors’ speeches,
Everything went by. – Now I dream of you.
Having danced out your lot at the arc,
Behind the rain, the wind, the snow,
Your shade is now above immortal shore,
Your voice is coming from the depths of darkness.
Indefatigably, by name!
You are calling me yet again … “Anna!”
Telling me, like before, – “you.”
May 13, 1963, Komarovo
Cold, wet, light rain
—Anna Akhmatova, ????? 23 ???? (1963)(Marina Korsakova-Kreyn transl.)
