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 ...
Where the ragged, snow-capped saw tooth Cuts the azure of the skyAnd watches o'er the lonely land As ages wander by;Where the ...
So I would hear out those lungs,The air split into nine levels,Some gift of tongues of the whistlerIn the invalid's ...
Hark! Now everything is still,The screech-owl and the whistler shrill,Call upon our dame aloud,And bid her quickly don her shroud!Much ...
Hark, now everything is still;The screech-owl and the whistler shrillCall upon our dame aloud,And bid her quickly don her shroud;Much ...
When painters leave this world, we grieveFor the hand that will work no more,But who can say that they rest ...
It was an Undergraduate, his years were scarce nineteen; Discretion's years and wisdom's teeth he plainly ne'er had seen; For ...
Five nights agone I lay at rest On my suburban couch.My trousers on the bedpost hung, Red gold within their ...
THERE is a big artist named Val, The roughs' and the prize-fighters' pal: The mind of a groom And the ...
A parody of Edgar Lee Masters' "Spoon River Anthology," wherein characters from famous poems and novels recite their own epithets.ANNABEL ...
Eawr Johnny gi's his mind to books; Eawr Abram studies plants,-He caps the dule for moss an' ferns, ...
When, like a running grave, time tracks you down,Your calm and cuddled is a scythe of hairs,Love in her gear ...
LOVE, through your varied views on Art Untiring have I followed you, Content to know I had your ...
Singing morning has begun.Where the wooded ranges runTo far summits, there the snowLingers yet. But down belowIn the quiet, green-girt ...
Born to the sun and smiling skies, And bird-songs to the morning flung,To joyousness that never dies In ...
I knew that James Whistler was part of the Paris scene, but I was still surprised when I found the ...
A THOUGHT ay like a flower upon mine heart, And drew around it other thoughts like bees For multitude and ...
It was Karl Shapiro who wrote in his 'Defence of Ignorance' how many poets Go mad or seem to be ...
When, like a running grave, time tracks you down, Your calm and cuddled is a scythe of hairs, Love in ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
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