Anna

Written by: Keith Bickerstaffe


...dedicated to the Russian poet Anna Akhmatova.

Her cranium, its bumps and hollows, 
cradles secrets stored beneath, 
neurons firing, never tiring 
of their journeys to belief. 

Thin vibrations mold, embolden, 
prophecies, cunabula 
suffuse the soul, engage the spirit 
of the tortured Akhmatova.