"Anna Akhmatova: Scripts, Not Scriptures" by Alexander Zholkovsky"

“Such grief might make the mountain stoop, reverse the waters where they flow, but cannot burst these ponderous bolts that block us from the prison cells crowded with mortal woe...”

“Essay - The Obverse of Stalinism: Akhmatova's self-serving charisma of selflessness by Alexander Zholkovsky”

“English translations of 5 miniature poems, 1911-1917”

“English translations of Clenched My Hands... Grey Eyed King”

“Dual-language selections”

“Each of our lives is a Shakespearean drama raised to the thousandth degree. Mute separations, mute black, bloody events in every family. Invisible mourning worn by mothers and wives. Now the arrested are returning, and two Russias stare each other in the eyes: the ones that put them in prison and the ones who were put in prison. A new epoch has begun. You and I will wait for it together.”