Echo

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The paths to the past have long been closed,

And what good is the past to me now?

What is there? - bloodied flagstones,

Or a bricked-up door,

Or an echo that still can't be

Still, no matter how I plead…

It's the same story with the echo

And the echo that I carry in my heart.


by Anna Akhmatova, translated by Judith Hemschemeyer.

Anna Akhmatova (1889 - 1966) is recognized as one of the greatest twentieth-century Russian poets.




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