Joseph Brodsky

(24 May 1940 – 28 January 1996 / Leningrad)

A Song - Poem by Joseph Brodsky

I wish you were here, dear, I wish you were here.
I wish you sat on the sofa
and I sat near.
the handkerchief could be yours,
the tear could be mine, chin-bound.
Though it could be, of course,
the other way around.

I wish you were here, dear,
I wish you were here.
I wish we were in my car,
and you'd shift the gear.
we'd find ourselves elsewhere,
on an unknown shore.
Or else we'd repair
To where we've been before.

I wish you were here, dear,
I wish you were here.
I wish I knew no astronomy
when stars appear,
when the moon skims the water
that sighs and shifts in its slumber.
I wish it were still a quarter
to dial your number.

I wish you were here, dear,
in this hemisphere,
as I sit on the porch
sipping a beer.
It's evening, the sun is setting;
boys shout and gulls are crying.
What's the point of forgetting
If it's followed by dying?


Comments about A Song by Joseph Brodsky

  • Silver Star - 3,188 Points Kevin Patrick (12/10/2014 3:18:00 PM)

    An absent lover created this touching and heartfelt work. I especially loved stanza three, its distinctive in its tone. A good choice for today. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 12,552 Points Edgar Stevens (12/10/2014 10:00:00 AM)

    one nice poem i should read occasionally.. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 779 Points Sossi Khachadourian (12/10/2014 4:54:00 AM)

    What's the point of forgetting
    If it's followed by dying? (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,501 Points Tiku . (12/10/2013 5:52:00 AM)

    very nice.nice style and flow. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Enoch John (6/18/2008 2:54:00 PM)

    I'm sorry I didn't meet this great poet but anyway I like this song.Thankfully his work lives on. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Chaotic Life - Curly M. (3/9/2008 1:35:00 PM)

    awww...thats really sweet (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 20, 2003



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