and she became stronger, of course, thanks to gomilyov’s support, because in her personal life, her personalorks, the book by yakhimbaom even with himself, here it is, the fact that every poem by akhmatovo is a compressed novel, bryusov was the first to say this, uh-huh, well, this is like a plot from the life of a woman, but it turns out that way, it’s not always women, no, no, not necessarily women, just a novel, these are simple poems or complex, complex, complex, complex, in order to read akhmatova and she was, how to say, perceptible, in her complex poems, you need to find great simplicity, you need to tell a story, it’s secret there, i agree that this is difficult, not simple, well, let’s take the most textbook, clasped her hands under a dark veil, she’s pale for something today, because i got him drunk with the tart furnace of sadness, here the complexity begins when she says he’s drunk, that is, there’s someone third, someone fourth already, who says why are you dishonest today? takes it off, yes, apparently, this is on purpose, she regrets it later, and what happens is this man, who

great, i have to give them their due, but you know, after all, what are we changing, i agree with gomilyoveed, i think, how can this be, but we have one soul, the body changes, and then over the years it’s called memory, only snakes shed their skins so that the soul ages and grows, we, alas, are like snakes. handsome and subtle, who loved only the darkness of the groves, a fallen leaf, a witch's child who stops the rain with a word, a tree and a red dog, that's all he took, friends, memory, memory, you won't find a sign, you won't convince the world that it was me , second, he loved the wind from the south, he heard in every noise the ringing of lyres, he said that life is his friend, the treacherous world under his feet, i love... on the one hand, on the other hand, remember, i’m returning to this very thing again, a memory from childhood, nostalgia is the core that today it holds me, and today i continue to realize those childhood desires that were not realized before, a helicopter, cars, hiking, horses, rafting, i always dreamed about it, now i can... allows, i can do it, that is i’ll p