" Each and every day, I get
One letter like a bride.
I’m responding to my friend,
Writing late at night:

“On my way into the dark,
I’ve stopped in white death’s den.
My dear, don’t leave an evil mark
On another man.”

And a brilliant star gleams
Between two trees at night,
Calmly promising that dreams
Will soon be satisfied. "

― Anna Akhmatova , White Flock