Poems by Joseph Brodsky
T?rnfallet
... roams my widow plaiting a clover ...
Tsushima Screen
... ls with the plaintive, incessant chirring of a naked, lounging grasshopper one cannot cup in fingers ...
Moscow Carol
... The pallid puff, the draught of frost ...
History of the Twentieth Century (A Roadshow)
... A model of an atom is what I've built! Something both small and big! ...
Postpartum Blues
... Of maple and ash, the pipecleaner pines, ...
Folk Tune
... in thick woods for your sake I'd gulp drops of lead, ...
Bosnia Tune
... people die. Time, whose sharp bloodthirsty quill ...
A Song
... that sighs and shifts in its slumber ...
Tornfallet
... The snow lent her whiteness, ...
For Schoolchildren
... and hope, which starts at B, move towards ...
Odysseus to Telemachus
... away from me you are quite safe from all Oedipal passions, ...
Love
... that which in the light has broken off, lasts ...
From A School Anthology
... Somewhere he is surely strolling through the woods, breathing in ...
On The 100th Anniversary Of Anna Akhmatova
... The grains and the millstone, the whispers and the clatter -- ...
Two Hours In Reservoir
... 6 Fraulein, please tell me was ist das «incubus» ...
