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 ...
IAS SEEN BY DISCIPLINESThere they are.Thirty at the corner.Black, raw, ready.Sores in the citythat do not want to heal.IITHE LEADERSJeff. ...
Man-dirt and stomachs that the sea unloads; rocketsof quick lice crawling inland, planting their damn flags,putting their malethings in any ...
He's about 22. I'm 63A pity! He's so pretty!He runs up the stairs.I climb step by step.We've never really met, ...
Every October I start to get upset.The factories' hundred throats blow smoke to the sky.The pullets are getting fatfor Christmas ...
"1.WARMING UP THE BOXdelivered on time to persons with city & state line bearing only the words DEATH CITY - ...
What is death, I ask. What is life, you ask. I give them both my buttocks, my two wheels rolling ...
An extra precious moment of peace stopping the back and forth of my day crouch down before her, as she ...
Flat hoods sit splayed on our backs wool, buffalo plaid inside, pulled forward, catch hair before the snorkel coats the ...
A rhinestone skein, a jeweled brocade of light,- the city is a garment stretched so thin her festive colors bleed ...
1. Old Man Old man, it's four flights up and for what? Your room is hardly bigger than your bed. ...
What is death, I ask. What is life, you ask. I give them both my buttocks, my two wheels rolling ...
I guess folks think I'm mighty dumb Since Jack and Jim and Joe Have hit the trail to Kingdom Come ...
Who is the happy husband? Why, indeed, 'Tis he who's useless in the time of need; Who, asked to unclasp ...
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