The Complete Poems of Louis Daniel Brodsky: Volume One, 1963-1967As the initial volume of an impressive series comprising the full collection of verse by Louis Daniel Brodsky, this book begins with Brodsky's first poem, written during his final months at Yale, in 1963, and traces the author's maturation into his apprentice years (when he was a young graduate student in English, at Washington University, in St. Louis), presenting the hundreds of poems, prose poems, and short, autobiographical prose works he had composed by June of 1967, when he launched his professional writing career. These pieces serve not only as a measure of Brodsky's evolution as a poet but as a human being, chronicling one man's struggle to find his purpose in life, to make a place for himself in a society often at odds with his own convictions. His hopes, fears, and frustrations permeate the work, revealing the intense inner conflicts he felt compelled to set to paper, from individual matters -- his indecision over vocational goals, his candid experiences with love and rejection, the overwhelming isolation inherent in his academic pursuits -- to more global concerns, especially his acute awareness of the increasing social and political turbulence surrounding him. By grappling with these issues in his writing, he explored passionate emotions, released tension, and, at times, resolved doubts evoked through his introspection. But more important, he used this outpouring to hone his creative skills and develop his personal and professional identity, ultimately creating this tangible record of his travail and his ecstasy, his certitude and his confusion, and, finally, his journey into the heart of the person he would never stop becoming -- a poet. |
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Table des matières
A new school year | 310 |
The Sport of Winds | 311 |
When an early autumn rain | 312 |
I live between Biblical pages | 313 |
A soft day this day | 314 |
Breath comes knocking | 315 |
Tenement Eyes | 316 |
A person is only as crazy | 317 |
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Inch by inch like the layers of an onion | 80 |
A Day for Daydreams | 82 |
Peanuts Cashews Hersheys | 83 |
Truth is consciousness and youth | 85 |
Time There May Be | 86 |
Love | 87 |
The Ozark Hunter | 88 |
Am sitting in the university | 89 |
The Hounds of the Bastardvilles | 90 |
Lord Byron | 91 |
December Rabbit Hunt | 93 |
Cigarette after useless cigarette | 95 |
Its all a matter of communication | 96 |
One Rain | 97 |
Dr Johnsons Smile | 98 |
There are times when I | 108 |
She thinks now cowers benignly | 109 |
Tonight I watched the whole world | 110 |
How much easier it would be | 111 |
During the refrigerated nighttime | 113 |
Rain Is a Pretty Sign | 116 |
Reverie of an Ozark Hunter | 117 |
I think you are going too fast for me | 119 |
Circus Glimpse | 122 |
One Moment Forever | 123 |
Strangers Beneath the Sky | 124 |
Hard times hard times and Im afellin low dis day | 125 |
Tonight is a balmy | 126 |
Blue yawns fawning a grief | 131 |
Loomings | 132 |
An Experiment in Insomnia | 136 |
Eclipse | 142 |
Today I am smoking | 143 |
Along the Gulfpaved horizons | 144 |
The apartment was heavy but warm | 145 |
Death | 149 |
La estrella independiente | 150 |
Loss of Grace | 155 |
I awakened this morning | 156 |
Her soft breath nuzzled warmly | 157 |
The Breakfast | 158 |
Hanley Dace | 159 |
The mans mind in the child | 160 |
Blessed are the meek | 174 |
A Fathers Despair | 175 |
Faith Is | 176 |
I am imprisoned beneath the ceiling | 178 |
To fall asleep in the embrace | 181 |
I was the last man I dreamed | 182 |
The Fallowness of Night | 186 |
The image of the Phoenix | 187 |
The Eve of Janus | 190 |
The Green Hamlet | 192 |
What is involved in making | 193 |
Table Talk | 194 |
Yesterday I wrote a vignette | 195 |
Downdropping the flesh of eyes in uplifting surprise | 196 |
Old Negro Ladys Winter Wait | 197 |
Winter is a time to think | 198 |
Endless are the systems | 200 |
Though it was a mere | 204 |
Viet Nam | 205 |
Two children who were called | 206 |
Today is Sunday | 207 |
Cottage by the Gulf | 208 |
Yearnings | 209 |
The tumid eastern reaches of morning | 210 |
She was a balmy afternoon | 211 |
Random Exigencies | 212 |
The Moon Contends with a Passing Storm | 213 |
She her mouth encircling the moon | 214 |
Contemplation | 215 |
Louis Daniel Brodsky | 217 |
The Conflagration | 219 |
Torrid shivering heatfumes | 220 |
Lines draw taut | 222 |
If I could live in eyes | 223 |
Meditation over Coffee 4765 | 224 |
Well Im latched onto the habit | 225 |
The night lights of White Cross | 226 |
The University of White Cross | 227 |
I walk out on Hampdon Downs | 228 |
From White Cross to Redington | 229 |
Pylon | 230 |
Shellstrewn beaches | 231 |
TooLate June | 232 |
Today I am twentyfour years old | 233 |
The night is languishing | 234 |
He wore tight white work trousers | 235 |
Hide and Seek | 236 |
Five Facets of Myself | 237 |
Resurrection | 238 |
Today I lived through | 239 |
Lake Superior rain pelted | 240 |
Trial by Sickness of Christopher Paradise Pariah | 241 |
White Cross is just as young | 243 |
My mind skips rope leaping | 244 |
The Worm | 245 |
The unaccented accident | 266 |
Of Poetry | 267 |
Mulatto | 268 |
The Gentle | 270 |
Andrew Marvell | 273 |
Phases | 274 |
Zoo | 276 |
Park at Dusk | 277 |
Fancy 1 | 278 |
I walked out of myself | 279 |
He eats strange | 281 |
Sport of Winds | 282 |
One buildings shadow | 283 |
Seven oclock falls | 284 |
The rains drunk tongues | 287 |
Summer Idyll | 288 |
Designs in Storm Time | 290 |
New York when its crisp like autumn | 291 |
Early June Morning | 292 |
Beginnings | 293 |
What a frustrating sight | 294 |
The Adolescent Caravaggio Writes to the Mistress of His Tutor | 295 |
I threw a silver dollar | 297 |
Rembrandts beggar | 298 |
I wear my Florentine | 300 |
Piazzale Michelangelo | 301 |
The Luna | 302 |
She was so filled with humble grace | 303 |
It was merely | 304 |
Red taillights lick the past | 322 |
Long little leaves of Indian summer | 323 |
The Quarry | 324 |
The Questions | 327 |
A day with woodsmoke | 328 |
Winter Seminar | 329 |
The Front Steps | 330 |
An afternoon kind of work | 331 |
Seminar John Donne | 332 |
Meditation over Coffee 102065 | 337 |
I can sit here as I do | 339 |
Last night I sat reading | 341 |
Heading North from Friday | 342 |
I sit here behind this typewriter | 344 |
I listen to the youngsters | 345 |
I stoop to kiss her hair | 346 |
A Crisis | 347 |
I am sick of watching old men | 348 |
I | 350 |
The Hunters and the Hunted | 351 |
The estate of Elizabeth Drayton | 353 |
A fine windy day | 358 |
The Wild Palms | 359 |
I sit here in the university | 360 |
Meditation over Coffee 121065 | 361 |
The Mower Against Gardens Marvell | 362 |
A Hard Coming of It | 363 |
Grace After 1945 | 367 |
An abstracted disease | 368 |
I am too gaunt to act | 369 |
A cool comfortable evening | 370 |
Election | 373 |
Background sounds | 374 |
Confinement | 380 |
Between the Heron and the Wren | 381 |
Essie | 382 |
Meditation over Coffee 2966 | 383 |
A Venetian bright and shimmering | 385 |
Meditation over Coffee 21466 | 390 |
Monday morning with Styrofoam snow | 391 |
Meditation over Coffee 22866 | 392 |
Already the first of March | 393 |
Repulsion | 394 |
A terminal switcher lurches | 395 |
Curse | 398 |
Seminar Instructor | 399 |
The mind spans interstices | 400 |
Meditation over Coffee 3966 | 408 |
Congregating downstairs | 409 |
Night Watchman | 411 |
Fancy 3 | 412 |
Tetleys TitMice | 413 |
The difference lies | 415 |
She holds easy as brocade | 418 |
And now it is past | 419 |
Groups of college boys | 424 |
The day broke grey and cool | 426 |
Student Prince | 435 |
Drive home Florida | 439 |
Meditation over Coffee 4466 | 441 |
Facing Prospects of War | 442 |
April Seminar | 443 |
Old men fearing usurpation | 444 |
Already it is long past | 445 |
Outside the study | 446 |
The Arcane Archeologist | 447 |
The Trial of a Retiring University Professor | 448 |
They call it a lack of purpose | 450 |
Seminar in Symbolism | 451 |
Inquiring Adam | 454 |
Exigencies | 455 |
A busywheeling car | 457 |
Poverty | 459 |
A Passage to India E M Forster | 462 |
University Nymph | 465 |
Seminar in Symbolism evolved | 466 |
Epiphany | 468 |
April races to impasse | 470 |
Secret | 471 |
A Dialogue | 472 |
A catchall for call girls | 473 |
Communion | 474 |
Unmatched Ecstasy | 475 |
Reductio ad absurdum | 476 |
Boats Against the Current | 477 |
This is the first time | 479 |
The Prodigal Children | 481 |
The Withheld Sensibility | 484 |
If the magician smiles | 485 |
Grandfather to Himself | 486 |
I am what I will be | 488 |
Expulsion | 489 |
This Shallow Grave Is Myself | 490 |
Light rum with a twist of lime | 492 |
A joint crowded with adolescent reprobates | 493 |
This is just a little token | 494 |
The Camp | 495 |
Keep the Fires Burning | 496 |
Exalted Thought | 497 |
Seasons End | 499 |
This is the finer portion of night | 500 |
Temporary Stay | 501 |
Taps | 503 |
Its hard to know | 509 |
The Achieve Of | 510 |
First Class with the Last Professor on Earth | 511 |
Mass Hysteria | 512 |
Zealous Voices | 513 |
Legacy | 514 |
A Tended Vastation | 515 |
The Shepherd passed here | 516 |
The day goes down | 517 |
Did you see that apparition | 522 |
Up from Exile | 524 |
Do Not Disturb | 525 |
The John Wall | 527 |
Like a Rolling Stone | 528 |
Bluegreen neons | 530 |
El Quijote | 531 |
Suggestions of Demise in an Occasional Professor of Modern Poetry | 533 |
Voices swizzle | 534 |
Williams | 535 |
The Personal Creation | 536 |
The Burning Off | 538 |
Land of the Setting Sun | 540 |
William Carlos Williams | 541 |
Another Mother | 542 |
A Newer Consummation | 543 |
The beaches along the Gulf coast | 545 |
Narcissus | 546 |
Valentines Wish | 553 |
Awakening | 554 |
Shall Rise Again | 555 |
Clyde Griffiths Chrysalis | 556 |
Ishmael | 557 |
I am a gross national product | 559 |
Sounds | 562 |
Morality gapes through the bars | 563 |
Whitman | 565 |
The Abiding | 566 |
A Wintering Mimosa | 568 |
March Ides | 569 |
47th Street West | 570 |
The Accomplishing | 571 |
For three weeks I have awakened | 574 |
Proposal | 575 |
The changing of the guard seasons rotate | 577 |
Homecomings | 579 |
Toward a Newer Expression | 580 |
Green green the dazzledizzy lights | 581 |
Gophers burrow backward hurriedly | 582 |
Apocalypse Seen While Under the Influence of Peace | 584 |
Leaves preen for the slow breeze | 585 |
Mother Earth | 586 |
The Uprooting | 587 |
Sortie | 588 |
APPENDIX | 591 |
BIOGRAPHICAL NOTE | 603 |
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