Here you will find the Poem I Have No Use For Odic Legions of poet Anna Akhmatova
I have no use for odic legions, Or for the charm of elegiac play For me, all verse should be off kilter Not the usual way. If only you knew what trash gives rise To verse, without a tinge of shame, Like bright dandelions by a fence, Like burdock and like cocklebur. An angry shout, the bracing smell of tar, Mysterious mildew on the wall? And out comes a poem, light-hearted, tender, To your delight and mine.
