Clasped hands under the dark veil

In the poetry of the Silver Age Anna Akhmatova, the phenomenon is unique. The mystery of her work lies in the ability to guess the intonation of time and transmit it so accurately and piercing that the heart freezes and breathing is interrupted. Read the “Poem without a Hero”, which was created a quarter of a century, in the “Requiem”, open “Northern Elegy”. But this high bar was set earlier, in its poems on the eternal topics of life, death and love - “We are all the hawls here, the harlot ...”, “The song of the last meeting”, “I learned to just live wisely ...”, “I was a voice ... I was a voice ... And many others. To solve Akhmatov’s meanings, to decipher its lines, to understand who and what is behind them is an exciting and leading to discoveries. The famous actress Alla Demidova, who compiled a real collection and wrote a preface to him