Under a dark veil she wrung her hands… by Anna Akhmatova. Short summary

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The poetess shares with readers a description of a case where the man she loved was very offended by her, and then left home. Anna Andreevna tried to win him back, but the guy was adamant.

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Akhmatova writes of one day clutching her own hands under a veil of dark hue. The author asks herself what causes her skin to be pale. The creative figure answers the above question as follows — the native poetess says that the source of the conflict between her and her young man was the fact that she got her beloved boyfriend drunk with sadness, which subsequently led him to drunkenness.

Anna Andreevna believes that it is impossible to forget what happened. Akhmatova says that on that ill-fated day her love left the premises and staggered off in an unknown direction. The author adds that at the moment she describes her young man’s mouth was painfully distorted. According to the artist, she then went down the stairs without touching the railing.

She shouted to her boyfriend that she would die if he left. But he only smiled indifferently and asked her not to stand in the wind.