Anna Akhmatova

Here you will find the Poem Crucifix of poet Anna Akhmatova


Do not cry for me, Mother, seeing me in the grave. 

This greatest hour was hallowed and thandered 
By angel's choirs; fire melted sky. 
He asked his Father:"Why am I abandoned...?" 
And told his Mother: "Mother, do not cry..." 

Magdalena struggled, cried and moaned. 
Peter sank into the stone trance... 
Only there, where Mother stood alone, 
None has dared cast a single glance.