Anna Akhmatova

Here you will find the Poem Greetings! of poet Anna Akhmatova


Do you hear the soft rustle 
beside your table?
Don't bother to write 
for I'll come to you.

Is it possible you are angry
with me like the last time?
You say that you don't want to see my hands,
my hands or my eyes.

I am with you in your bright, simple room.
Don't chase me away 
to where the cold, murky water 
flows under the bridge.