Izabella Akhatovna Akhmadúlina

In Russia's land, a poet fair, With words that danced upon the air, Akhmadulina was her name, She wrote of love and dreams so grand, With pen in hand, she took a stand, Though apolitical she claimed to be, Her words spoke truth, for all to see. With grace and beauty, she did write, Her poems soared to great heights, Critical of the Soviet reign, She championed others, eased their pain. In stadiums, she took the stage, Her voice resounding, filled with rage, Her travels abroad, a poet's quest, To share her words, to be the best. When she passed, the world did mourn, A classic poet, forever born, Her words live on, a timeless treasure, Akhmadulina, a poet beyond measure. Random page: FGUS