One thinks, that Art must be about love,
Relations between people,
But no - It is about Time
And man, what Time is doing with him.
I had a dream – all poetry to spread
In undeground by booklets, everywhere
So to make people Language servants -
Which has the synonym of God been for me always.
And it is Language, which a person moves so far.
It gives to conciseness the highest speed.
Out of Evil it is saving us.
Don’t lie, don’t kill is the command of it.
Brodsky on Art зап
© Copyright: Елизавета Судьина, 2009
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