History of the Twentieth Century (A Roadshow) (Joseph Brodsky Poems)
The Sun's in its orbit, yet I feel morbid.Act 1PrologueLadies and gentlemen and the day!All ye made of sweet human clay!Let ...
The Sun's in its orbit, yet I feel morbid.Act 1PrologueLadies and gentlemen and the day!All ye made of sweet human clay!Let ...
High-perch'd upon the rocky way, Stands a Posada stern and grey; Which from the valley, seems as if, A condor there had paus'd ...
A Memorial for Dylan Thomas IThey are murdering all the young men.For half a century now, every day,They have hunted them ...
Eastward, or Northward, or West? I wander and ask as I wander;Weary, yet eager and sure, Where shall I come ...
I named him Claude, 'twas a strange conceit,'Twas a name that no relatives ever bore;Yet there lingered around it a ...
Draw closer to my side to-night, Dear wife, give me thy hand,My heart is sad with memories Which thou canst understand,Its twenty ...
HOW is it that masters, and science, and art,One spark of intelligence fail to impart,Unless in that chemical union combined,Of ...
(I of V )to Georges and Claude PompidouI.Lord Jesus, at the end of this book, which I offer YouAs a ...
When painters leave this world, we grieveFor the hand that will work no more,But who can say that they rest ...
When Little Claude was naughty wunst At dinner-time, an' saidHe won't say "_Thank you_" to his Ma, She maked him go to ...
Is it illusion? or does there a spirit from perfecter ages, Here, even yet, amid loss, change, and corruption abide? ...
Over the great windy waters, and over the clear-crested summits, Unto the sun and the sky, and unto the perfecter ...
Yet to the wondrous St. Peter's, and yet to the solemn Rotunda, Mingling with heroes and gods, yet to the ...
Farewell, farewell! Before our prow Leaps in white foam the noisy channel,A tourist's cap is on my brow, My legs ...
I pray you this my song to takeNot scornfully, for Boyhood's sake;It is the last, until the dayWhen your kind ...
To MR. CLAUDE MEEKER, Columbus, Ohio. Yer honor, Jedge an' all de res' Ah rise to exkermunicate, To organize de ...
A Claude Bectone, Dauphinoise.Si Amour n'?tait tant volage Ou qu'on le p?t voir en tel ?ge Qu'il s?t les labeurs ...
I WAITED for the train unto Versailles.I hung with bonnes and gamins on the bridgeWatching the gravelled road where, ridge ...
I Swear by what the sages spoke Round the Mareotic Lake That the Witch of Atlas knew, Spoke and set ...
I own a gorgeous Cadillac, A chauffeur garbed in blue; And as I sit behind his back His beefy neck ...
Alas! Lord and Lady Dalhousie are dead, and buried at last, Which causes many people to feel a little downcast; ...
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