By Joseph A. Brodsky The English Poetic Renditions, by Anna Polibina-Polansky * * * The Piers of Fagherdala The trees whistle about at night, at the shore of a strait. It looks as if it is...

By Joseph A. Brodsky The English Poetic Translations, by Anna Polibina-Polansky Ritratto di donna ("Zhenskiy portret") The portrait is stale, withered, like a bunch In her hands. Lies do touch...

By Vyacheslav Ivanov The English Poetic Translation, by Anna Polibina-Polansky * * * ("Evropa. Utra hmuriy holod...") Oh, Europe! It's cold is gloomy. It walks and frowns darkened brows. By...

By Joseph Brodsky The Poetry Translation into English, by Anna Polibina-Polansky * * * Six Years Later ("Tak dolgo vmeste prozhili, chto vnov'...") We'd lived together, dear, for so long, That...

Poetry by Joseph Brodsky The English Poetic Translations, by Anna Polibina-Polansky Love: Justifications ("Ya dvazhdy probuzhdalsya etoy noch'yu...") I got awakened twice, inside the gloom. I...

By Joseph Brodsky The English Poetic Renditions, by Anna Polibina-Polansky * * * An Up Loaded Trolley ("Skrip teleg tem sil'ney...") So coaches and trolleys all were squeaking - The more, the...

By Joseph Brodsky The English Poetic Rendition, by Anna Polibina-Polansky * * * ("Я слышу не то, что ты говоришь, а голос...") I hear not what you speak of, but, rather, a voice. I watch not...

By Joseph Brodsky The English Poetic Translation by Anna Polibina-Polansky * * * In Memory of Dad: Australia ("Ty ozhil, prisnilos' mne, i uehal...") You got revived, I dreamed of it. You went...

By Joseph Brodsky The English Poetic Rendition, by Anna Polibina-Polansky A Particle of Speech (the Beginning) To Mom and Dad The 24th of December, 1971 (to V.S.)   When it's Christmas, all...

I am often asked if I create my own love lyrics. Surely I do, but it is hidden at the bottom of files and notebooks. Now it is high time I ought to place an excerpt here. It has got an addressee, and...