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 ...
Reft of thy sons, amid thy foes forlorn,Mourn, widow'd Queen, forgotten Sion, mourn!Is this thy place, sad city, this thy ...
WHO is it beams the merriest At killing a man, the laughing one? You are the one I nominate, God of the rivers ...
"A HORSE amongst ten thousand! on the verge,The extremest verge of equine life he stands;Yet mark his action, as those ...
HE , who with journey well begun,Beneath the beam of morning's sun,Stretching his view o'er hill and dale,And distant city, ...
The smell of snow, stinging in nostrils as the wind lifts it from a beachEve-shuttering, mixed with sand, or when ...
WHAT ailed young Lucius? Art had vainly triedTo guess his ill, and found herself defied.The Augur plied his legendary skill;Useless; ...
"Oh, dear with best thighs, heart-stealing is this environ with abundantly grown stacks of rice and their cobs, or with ...
The orchards of her homeStill blossom in her glancesAnd in her dreams great flocksOf geese are feathered;She used to drive ...
I've always wanted to play the partof that puckish pubescent Filipino boyin those John Wayne Pacific-War movies.Pepe, Jose, or Juanito ...
(The manticors of the montainesMighte feed them on thy braines.--Skelton.)Thick and scented daisies spreadWhere with surface dull like leadArabian pools ...
Sing muse! of Saville and the direful dayWhen beauty fell, to ruthless hands a prey;And life a sacrifice to savage ...
It was the hour of dawn, When the heart beats thin and small, The window glimmered grey, Framed in a ...
Houses have ghosts, they say; well like enough they may have — Folks that have lived within their walls ...
The sun falls warm: the southern winds awake:The air seethes upwards with a steamy shiver:Each dip of the road is ...
Light splashed this morning on the shell-pink anemones swaying on their tall stems; down blue-spiked veronica light flowed in rivulets ...
Look at my knees, That island rising from the steamy seas! The candles a tall lightship; my two hands Are ...
Hark! 'tis the twanging horn! O'er yonder bridge, That with its wearisome but needful length Bestrides the wintry flood, in ...
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
One in 250 Cambodians, or 40,000 people, have lost a limb to a landmine. -Newsfront, U.N. Development Programme Communications Office ...
Elisabeth imagines I've A yellow streak She deems I have no dash and drive, Jest dogoned weak. 'A man should ...
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