Kolesnik died, cooper…

Kolesnik died, cooper
left Arkhangelsk for wife.
AND, like a bull, January storms
they followed suit on the threshing floor.
A savior tubs
It stands between strangers
and hears around
Only the rustle of trouser.

Then from the oblique views
hot, like a shot,
strays Russian language,
muttering in the protocol.
And unknown Hephaestus
looks, How to flash the neighborhood
snowy expanse of canvas
Vologda convoy.

Upon leaving prison,
he was in the village of Forest
in the rear of winter
mends barrel spring
and in an oval tub
He sees the face of a judge
Savelevoj and secretly
head-hammering.

July 1964

Most visited Brodsky's poetry


All poetry (content alphabetically)
Rating
( No ratings yet )
Share to friends
Joseph Brodsky
Leave a Reply