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Variations: A Sonnet for Alexandra Conunova
by Michael Bradburn-Ruster in Volume 53

И пела словно первая гроза “...And she sang like the first thunderstorm...” —Anna Akhmatova Even the candle at the Virgin’s feet will tremble, waver, gutter and subside, although our tears refuse to disappear. Even the hours of midnight’s wake recede to welcome morning’s crepuscular gift, since every...

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