A list of some observation. In a corner, it's warm.
A glance leaves an imprint on anything it's dwelt on.
Water is glass's most public form.
Man is more frightening than its skeleton.
A nowhere winter evening with wine. A black
porch resists an osier's stiff assaults.
Fixed on an elbow, the body bulks
like a glacier's debris, a moraine of sorts.
A millennium hence, they'll no doubt expose
a fossil bivalve propped behind this gauze
cloth, with the print of lips under the print of fringe,
mumbling "Good night" to a window hinge.
A glance leaves an imprint on anything it's dwelt on.
Water is glass's most public form.
Man is more frightening than its skeleton.
A nowhere winter evening with wine. A black
porch resists an osier's stiff assaults.
Fixed on an elbow, the body bulks
like a glacier's debris, a moraine of sorts.
A millennium hence, they'll no doubt expose
a fossil bivalve propped behind this gauze
cloth, with the print of lips under the print of fringe,
mumbling "Good night" to a window hinge.
-Joseph Brodsky
This poem simply seems like a list of observations about the world. Whether Brodsky is describing nature, landscapes, people, he does so very poetically. It's almost as though he's writing about the view he has from a window, as he says that people will find his fossil behind a glacier, mouthing the words "Good night" to a window hinge.
Literary Devices:
"Water is glass's most public form" - Metaphor
"mumbling 'good night' to a window hinge" - Personification/Addressing a non living entity
Literary Devices:
"Water is glass's most public form" - Metaphor
"mumbling 'good night' to a window hinge" - Personification/Addressing a non living entity
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