‘You are with me again, Autumn, my friend!’Annensky

Others in the south may still linger,
Basking in the paradise garden.
Here it’s northerly, and this year
For my friend I’ve chosen autumn.
I’ve brought here the blessed memory
Of my last non-meeting with you –
The pure flame of my victory
Over fate, so cold, so pure.

Anna Akhmatova
Anna Akhmatova

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