To Joseph Brodsky 22.05.15 Poem by Liza Sud
To Joseph Brodsky 22.05.15
how many tedious longueurs in this voice,
how many far and clear letters.
excitedly he utters words,
among his burr ornateness.
Then finally I will give up
from all of my high verbal pretensions.
And slowly in vibrations I will tuck
of his own hearty deep - and world's - confessions.
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Иосифу Бродскому 22.05.15
как много в этом голосе длиннот,
как много букв далеких и понятных.
когда он их взахлеб произнесет,
среди витиеватостей картавых.
тогда я наконец-то откажусь
от всех своих словесных притязаний.
и медленно в вибрации уткнусь
его сердечных - мировых - признаний.
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4/25/2024 9:52:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
EXCITEDLY HE UTTERS WORDS I know exactly what you mean! I watched interviews where his voice became very fast and enthusiastic and it was delightful to witness. HOW MANY FAR AND CLEAR LETTERS Yes again this is the Brodsky I read and loved too. He was remarkably eloquent in prose as well as in poetry. His essays on diverse topics show his keen intelligence. His early death stunned me. I just assumed he would ALWAYS be with us with his wisdom and intelligence. He honored Akhmatova and W. H. Auden; now we honor him. It's a chain of poets: individual poets die but the chain grows and lasts.