To Joseph Brodsky 23.11.15 - Poem by Liza Sud
You hear my comments, Joseph,
Of course you hear.
You are my brother by blood,
By the Russian language.
I miss you so much –
As all things that I have here.
And you are the amalgam
That I’m always scratching.
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