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 ...
Imagine a child from Virginia or New HampshireAlone on the prairie eighty years agoOr more, one afternoon-the shaggy peltOf grasses, ...
I had a duck-billed platypus when I was up at Trinity,With whom I soon discovered a remarkable affinity.He used to ...
'Fore Fredereksteen King Carl he layWith mighty host ;But Frederekshal, from day to day,Much trouble cost.To seize the sword each ...
Thou perverse, adverse, Caleb D' Anvers,Were I a Poet, to command Verse,With Satire, would I so ha--rass you,That you should ...
There was Dai Puw. He was no good.They put him in the fields to dock swedes,And took the knife from ...
There was Dai Puw. He was no good.They put him in the fields to dock swedes,And took the knife from ...
Who can tell his years, for the winds have stretchedSo tight the skin on the bare racks of boneThat his ...
THE bloody swath of Swedes and Geatsand the storm of their strife, were seen afar,how folk against folk the fight ...
The poet cried, ' I am obsessed, * And out of joint I find the times ; Silent the Muse ...
"Once more 'twas spring! The meadow-lark gave noteAbout his grassy nest, and builders hummed Old songs while sod on sod ...
I've served in the French Foreign Legion It's Hell! The life couldn't be harder, For it's war to the knife ...
The merry brown hares came leapingOver the crest of the hill,Where the clover and corn lay sleepingUnder the moonlight still.Leaping ...
I never did 'ave no use for Germans (said Bill the bosun to me,As he sat on the after hatchway ...
Thou wants my vote, young man wi' t' carpet-bags, Weel, sit thee down, an' hark what I've to say.It's ...
Newmarket or St. Leger . . .Who, in the garden pony carrying skepsOf grass or fallen leaves, his knees gone ...
Man, is the Sea your master? Sea, and is man your slave? - This is the song of brave men ...
Henry Hankovitch, con guÃtar, did a short Zen pray, on his tatami in a relaxed lotos fixin his mind on ...
There was Dai Puw. He was no good. They put him in the fields to dock swedes, And took the ...
I'd tear like a wolf at bureaucracy. For mandates my respect's but the slightest. To the devil himself I'd chuck ...
In fourteen hundred and ninety-two, Someone sailed the ocean blue. Somebody borrowed the fare in Spain For a business trip ...
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