May 24 Joseph Brodsky would have turned 70 years

[Евгений]

Chairman of the CPC, the People's Commissariat, Foreign Minister?
This area is familiar to me as a suburb of China!
This personality is familiar to me! The sign of interrogation, instead of the body.

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Dots coat. Instead of the brain - a comma.
Instead of the throat - a dark evening. Instead Boorcan - division sign.
That man was released, the representative of the population.
That came a citizen,
taken out of the legs.

"And how is the record player?"
"Who was Savonarola?
"Probably the reduction.
"Where is a toilet, I beg your pardon?"

Included Pushkin in a flying helmet, thin fingers - a cigarette.
In the open field racing fast with a single passenger.
And cut obliquely, as Poltava, wheels
with vykovyrennym under Gdov finger switchman fat
enliven the cloth of snow, halt and fork
engulfing content overturned bottle.

Hiding in the den of his
Wolves howl "e-me.

"Life - it is like a lottery."
"She married a Jew."
"They have brought the country to handle."
"Give a gold coin to pay."

Enter Gogol in his cap, beside him - mezzo-soprano.
At the grocery - not enough to swear; roam rats, groceries.
Hiding solid horn in the scrawl, a man in trousers from sheep
turns into a tyrant on the podium of the Mausoleum.
They say spirited people inside, disappointed
in the end, both fish on a platter, the body is stuffed.

Well, losing speech,
stand with a rifle to guard the tomb.

"Do not look in my eyes, a virgin:
still go to the left. "
"The priest had a dog."
"Both died of cancer."

Enter Leo Tolstoy in his pajamas, everywhere - Yasna Polyana.
(Lads wandering around with knives, smells shipr with the Komsomol.)
He - the predecessor Tarzan: fountain pen - like a liana,
fly back and forth over the French nuclear palisades.
Behold - the great son of Russia, though the ruling class!
Her husband, whose great-grandchildren bare too rarely see the meat.

Miracle-Judaic: gentle Count
turned into a bookcase!

"I've trained her to blow job."
"What's the buzz, and no fights?"
"The wing's last words."
"Who is the last one? I'm for you."

Included couple Alexandrov escorted Nikolasha.
They say "What a mess" or "sweet jam.
In Europe, roam bunk in a vain search for bucket,
bumping everywhere on the shy cattle.
Reflecting on the dock, floating on the waves of Aurora,
to blurt out at the beginning of continuous terror.

Oh, you, the fate of the ship:
say "Fire!" - Will say "fuck!"

"Combine with her marriage."
"All the same, put the cancer.
"Oh, Tsushima, Hiroshima!
To live completely unbearable.

Enter Herzen Ogaryov, sparrows chirping in the woods.
What sounds at the time of the girth as an adverb foreign country.
Best view of this city - if you sit in the bomber.
Take a look - his heavy as wool from neskromnyya hollows
replicate without the resonator, the clouds cling to the architecture.
Kremlin looms like a zone; say, in a nutshell.

The wind is whistling. Bittern screaming.
Woodpecker crow knocks.

"They say, opened the Plenary Session.
"Punched her between the eyes a log.
"Above the Arab peace hut
proudly fluttering scabby Jew. "

Enter Stalin Dzhugashvili, a quarrel between them.
Quickly taking aim at each other, click on the dog,
and a smoking pipe ... Thus, according to the director,
and the father of his people died, a day smokes a pack.
And there are ranges of the Caucasus as a guard of honor.
Brown eyes bubbling Napareuli.

Others-kundk plunges Fang
a half-eaten kebab.

"You looked Dersu Uzala?"
"I'm not all told.
"Once chuchmek, then believe in Buddha."
"Bitch you?" "Bitch I will."

Included with the cry abroad, with a restricted Hemisphere
and protruding from his pocket the horizon that vulgarises.
Miscall Ermolai Frederick or Charles,
fault with the law, boiled for fees
exclaiming: "How are you!" And trouble gloss flesh
Rafael with Buonarroti - not a damn thing on the back.

Workers of all countries
Marching in a restaurant.

"In these shkarah you like the Yankees."
"I broke it while drunk."
"There was a whole life as an ordinary worker."
"Incidentally, we all Fingering."

The thoughts about the future, in khaki shirts.
Make an atomic bomb with ballistic missiles.
They dance and dance: "We are warriors, bullies!
Russian with German will lie near, for example, at Stalingrad.
And, as a widow Matrona, muffled howl cyclotrons.
The Ministry of Defence loud cawing crows.

Enter the bedroom - these are to:
on the pillow - the Order.

"Where is the egg, there - a frying pan."
"They say that soon vodka
will again be on the ruble. "
"Mom, Dad, I do not like."

Enter one Orthodox, said: "Now I - the main issue.
In my heart Firebird and longing for the emperor.
Igor come back soon to enjoy Yaroslavna.
Give me a sign of the cross, and not - in the person hit.
The worst damage and stripping - Western thoughts infection.
Sing, accordion, saxophone drowning - progeny of jazz. "

And kiss the image
with weeping victims of shotgun ...

"I - steak, uncut.
"Boatmen in Severomorsk
pull cruiser towing,
thin with radiotherapy.

The thoughts of the past, all dressed haphazardly
with preference to chernoburym. In classical Latin
and softly in Russian said: "All is lost,
a) the fox trot to the shade, black and white shrines;
b) caviar, sturgeon, corn, c) krasavitsyny furniture.
But - not enough characters. And the baby in a cradle

hearing "Baiushki-hush",
says: "your mother!" .

"He climbed hand in Shahno, getting to know.
"Podmahnu - and in Sochi." "A cross between
Leukocyte with anthracite
called Cocytus.

Enter systems pioneers, who - with the model of plywood,
who - with handwritten meaningful denunciation.
In that light, as chimeras, butchers retired
nod approvingly them, challenging and a snub-nosed,
that the cut in "Russian Ball" and runs into the house to tyate
drive tyatyu of double where they were made, the bed.

What way around? Youth.
Do not strangle him, not kill.

"Spat in the soup, to conceal his vexation."
"I'm with him I will not sit to shit."
"And mine, like the Madonna,
does not want without condom.

Enter Swan, reflecting a round mirror in which
platoon birches are squatting position, the first violin making faces.
Ardent Maitre with imagination, inflamed grenadier,
only timid, tearing claws velvet box.
The rain. Dog barks. Hanging from the stove, trash slash
with a bare bottom pesters disabled, nail biting:

"Disabled, and disabled.
I hurt inside. "

"Lie down in a coffin, though not an hour has struck!"
"This is - female or male?"
"Squabble investigation to the cause
terminated with the death. "

Included Rubbish, shouting: "Enough!" Prosecutor square jaw.
The door to the cave citizen does not need to "sesame".
Whether the great-grandson, or great-grandfather in the depths of ore wheelbarrow wheels,
bathed in generous subsoil color crystal tears.
And for the death line, bathed in moonlight gleam,
jaw with fixed gold shines permafrost.

Knowing he lived long enough
those who gave their lives.

"Hut there, but too lazy to drag."
"I'm not a whore, a crane-driver."
"Life has emerged as a habit
before chickens and eggs. "

We filled the whole stage! It remains to climb a wall!
Whirl falcon under the dome! Decrease in ascaris!
Either everyone, including dolls, tongue whipping foam
chorus suddenly copulate, to bring hybrid.
Bo, space saving, as otlitsya in the form of mass
except the cemetery, and besides the black line at the checkout?

Oh, give scope steppe
without a chain reaction!

"Give him time without penalty!"
"Someone shouted:" Stop thief! "?"
"Draw a member in a notebook.
"Let me go, for Christ's sake."

Included in this evening, the house from hell at the end of the world.
Tablecloth arguing with a curtain in the sense of external decoration.
Excluding the heartbeat - this babbling, I quoted -
feeling that is subtracted from the Lobachevsky space.
Murmurs of leaf color of money, even mosquito buzzer.
The eye can not increase the six-to-nine of those who died,

who sprouted thick grass.
However, this is not the first time.

"From love are children.
You're now one of the world.
Remember the song that used to
I sing in the dark?

This - the cat is - mouse.
This - the camp is - tower.
This - the time on the sly
killing his mother and father. "

1986

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Сообщение от ranzher

Team Brodsky beautifully presented, that there is a huge untilled field - endless Sewer-USSR superpower - from Kaliningrad through Kiev, and Asia to Vladivostok. Hated stain that can not be removed, looked Moscow - "capital", where in contrast to the steel oblivion with might and main seething intellectual metaphysical life.

Now do not be Brodsky, something would have to understand that nothing has changed, and it got worse, and in Moscow did not have even balance intellectually and metaphysical life. And then he Brodsky said that people were no different in the west, and still do not know how they behave, would be living in union. Brodsky is also possible to argue, not so smooth, though very much, if not all I learned, felt, reading it, and that he predpochital.Inogda he was very rude, I even said, would be unrestrained, which only cost him statements about the Ascension, and Yevtushenko, one he called a blasphemer, a liar and the other on aesthetics, if I do not oshibayus.Ochen interesting that, he would have said if he were alive, looking at the world today.

[Peter]

Brodsky was a man and chelovekom.On keenly felt, and never alone with a hypocrite soboy.Esli something aroused in him a contradiction, he said this otkryto.Poetomu and we like some beskompromistnost in his poetry.

[Jasmin]

Сообщение от Guriev, Igor

And in the second half of the 20 century the best Russian poet is - he is clear. This Brodsky.

Do not agree.

The best poet of the 20 th century (total) - Boris Pasternak!

 And the best poet of 19 th century (total) - Pushkin!

Brodsky, Mandelstam, Akhmatova, Tsvetaeva - of genius, the great, tragic ... but not ...

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Сообщение от Jasmin

Do not agree.

As said in my own Brodsky, at such altitudes, there is no hierarchy. For me personally, M., the best.

[Игорь Гурьев]

For me, too Mandelstam.

Largest.

A Oleynikov - the most penetrating.

A Zabolotskii - the native.

And Akhmatova - the ... Well do not even know what it is.

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Sam Brodsky considered Baratynsky better Pushkin, so that everyone has their own preferences.

[Peter]

Let us recall another Rubtsov.

[Кирилл Сызранский]

Here's another view Brodsky one of our members:

http://www.youtube.com/user/lenkalib.../1/odHgbgzTGRg

On to the clip still have our friends, the way ... <!--~ a ~ ->

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with cedar, was namngo interesting.