Joseph Brodsky

(24 May 1940 – 28 January 1996 / Leningrad)

A Song - Poem by Joseph Brodsky

I wish you were here, dear,
I wish you were here.
I wish you sat on the sofa
and I sat near.
The handkerchief could be yours,
the tear could be mine, chin-bound.
Though it could be, of course,
the other way around.

I wish you were here, dear,
I wish you were here.
I wish we were in my car
and you'd shift the gear.
We'd find ourselves elsewhere,
on an unknown shore.
Or else we'd repair
to where we've been before.

I wish you were here, dear,
I wish you were here.
I wish I knew no astronomy
when stars appear,
when the moon skims the water
that sighs and shifts in its slumber.
I wish it were still a quarter
to dial your number.

I wish you were here, dear,
in this hemisphere,
as I sit on the porch
sipping a beer.
It's evening, the sun is setting;
boys shout and gulls are crying.
What's the point of forgetting
if it's followed by dying?


Comments about A Song by Joseph Brodsky

  • Ruta Mohapatra (9/22/2018 4:50:00 AM)

    ' It's evening, the sun is setting;
    boys shout and gulls are crying.
    What's the point of forgetting
    if it's followed by dying? '.......Very expressive lines! Sad and touching!
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  • (1/23/2018 1:36:00 AM)

    can anyone give me the name of this translator? (Report)Reply

    (7/25/2018 7:53:00 AM)

    I think that the poem was already written in English. Brodsky wrote poems in both Russian and English and was even elected US Poet Laureate

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  • (1/2/2018 10:28:00 PM)

    Roger Angell writes nicely of Brodsky and of this poem in This Old Man. (Report)Reply

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  • Jayatissa K. Liyanage (12/27/2016 10:35:00 AM)

    With some instruments playing in harmony for the theme, a vocalist takes us to a romantic world. Thanks for sharing. (Report)Reply

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  • Daniel Brick (12/27/2016 10:26:00 AM)

    Despite the jocular tone there is a current of sadness we sense almost immediately When the last lines makes the permanence of the poet's loss clear, I can admire his discipline in putting his grief in artistic form. I saw a show on PBS in the 1990's in which Seamus Heaney visited Brodsky in his small apartment. The Russian poet fixed tea as the Irish poet brought him up to date on his activities. As they sat at the table with their tea and conversation, it was a marvelous display of friendship and poetry. Although both have passed, their spirits persist. (Report)Reply

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  • (12/27/2016 4:18:00 AM)

    a poem of longing for what has gone, so very sad (Report)Reply

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (12/27/2016 3:20:00 AM)

    A wonderful song, I wish this come true... (Report)Reply

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  • Edward Kofi Louis (12/27/2016 1:03:00 AM)

    Unknown shore! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report)Reply

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  • Bernard F. Asuncion (12/27/2016 12:25:00 AM)

    Thanks for sharing+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ (Report)Reply

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  • Liza Sudina (11/24/2015 12:23:00 AM)

    Joseph! Sweet and touches to tears!
    I wish you were here, dear, I wish you were here.
    I wish you sat on the sofa
    and I sat near.
    the handkerchief could be yours,
    the tear could be mine, chin-bound.
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  • Kevin Patrick (12/10/2014 3:18:00 PM)

    An absent lover created this touching and heartfelt work. I especially loved stanza three, its distinctive in its tone. A good choice for today. (Report)Reply

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  • Edgar Stevens (12/10/2014 10:00:00 AM)

    one nice poem i should read occasionally.. (Report)Reply

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  • Sossi Khachadourian (12/10/2014 4:54:00 AM)

    What's the point of forgetting
    If it's followed by dying?
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  • Anil Kumar Panda (12/10/2013 5:52:00 AM)

    very nice.nice style and flow. (Report)Reply

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  • Enoch John (6/18/2008 2:54:00 PM)

    I'm sorry I didn't meet this great poet but anyway I like this song.Thankfully his work lives on. (Report)Reply

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  • (3/9/2008 1:35:00 PM)

    awww...thats really sweet (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 20, 2003

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 31, 2016


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