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 ...
To drift with every peacock till my souvenirIs a stringed lyre on which all wiseacres can play,Is it for this ...
Many are the deceivers: The suburban matron, proper in the supermarket, list in hand so she won't suddenly fly, buying ...
Earliest morning, switching all the tracks that cross the sky from cinder star to star, coupling the ends of streets ...
We smile at each other and I lean back against the wicker couch. How does it feel to be dead? ...
Your lungs fill & spread themselves, wings of pink blood, and your bones empty themselves and become hollow. When you ...
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