Belfast Tune Poem by Joseph Brodsky

Belfast Tune

Rating: 3.8
 


Here's a girl from a dangerous town
She crops her dark hair short
so that less of her has to frown
when someone gets hurt.

She folds her memories like a parachute.
Dropped, she collects the peat
and cooks her veggies at home: they shoot
here where they eat.

Ah, there's more sky in these parts than, say,
ground. Hence her voice's pitch,
and her stare stains your retina like a gray
bulb when you switch

hemispheres, and her knee-length quilt
skirt's cut to catch the squall,
I dream of her either loved or killed
because the town's too small.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Andrew 03 November 2018

Did you put a robot to read a poem in the video? ! Are you serious? ! Clickbait fucktards

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Shiv Kishore Tewari 09 November 2015

Original and powerful: 'so that less of her has to frown/when someone gets hurt'.

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 27 February 2015

Beautiful poem -Here's a girl from a dangerous town She crops her dark hair short so that less of her has to frown when someone gets hurt. i liked the most

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Bella Forrest 28 February 2012

This is very catchy. so that less of her has to frown.

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Roman Nikolaev 13 November 2008

great

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