The first thing you’ll notice coming here through the arc from busy Liteynyy avenue is the silence (and the street art piece; Anna’s portrait on the arch was funded by citizens).
It’s nice to drop by into the greenery of the garden (or the peacefulness of the white snow) and to pass some quality time with your thoughts, cruising by the garden roads with few visitors, especially if the sun is shining.
You could also visit Anna Akhmatova’s museum right in this garden (it’s nice), but I’m speaking here about the garden because, well, it’s worth it!
I visit the yard more often than the museum but I’ve been inside too and enjoyed my visit though it was tough. The house is keeping all the tragedy inside so you feel like you’re watching the drama – diving into the sad and intense life of a great Russian poet Anna Akhmatova. She was talented, she suffered a lot and her fate had a huge reflection onto her poetry.
We, Russians, study her poetry at school together with works of Marina Tsvetaeva, another big Russian poet, and a lot of my compatriots know their poems by heart. You can try it on any stranger and enjoy the process of listening, even if you do not understand the language (poetry is international).
Anyway, the spot is very nice, it is like the eye of the storm where you feel safe knowing you are minutes away from the busy center of the city.