About her husband, Nicolai Gumilev.
He loved three things alone:
White peacocks, evensong,
Old maps of America.
He hated children crying,
And raspberry jam with his tea,
And womanish hysteria.
â€¦ And he had married me.
â€“ by ÐÐ½Ð½Ð° ÐÑ…Ð¼Ð°Ñ‚Ð¾Ð²Ð° (Anna Akhmatova) (1911)
â€“ from Ð’ÐµÑ‡ÐµÑ€ (Evening, 1912), translation by D. M. Thomas.