To Joseph Brodsky Poem by Liza Sud
To Joseph Brodsky
When you received the Nobel Prize,
You looked as if you handed it.
And I thought then, that poets love
All people no regard of seat.
Such are the saints - as if there were
people much better than themselves.
So paradoxical it goes.
Lord in humility - exalts.
Such are the saints - as if there were people much better than themselves. So paradoxical it goes. Lord in humility - exalts... loved these lines. Beautifully crafted poem shared amazingly. Thanks for sharing.
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5/3/2024 6:16:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Such are the saints! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.