{"id":29396,"date":"2017-01-02T06:55:17","date_gmt":"2017-01-02T13:55:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.mutanteggplant.com\/vitro-nasu\/?p=29396"},"modified":"2017-01-02T06:55:17","modified_gmt":"2017-01-02T13:55:17","slug":"new-years-day-poem-by-joseph-brodsky-happy-new-year-2017","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.mutanteggplant.com\/vitro-nasu\/2017\/01\/02\/new-years-day-poem-by-joseph-brodsky-happy-new-year-2017\/","title":{"rendered":"New Year’s Day Poem by Joseph Brodsky – Happy New Year 2017"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
  • <\/li>\n
  • <\/li>\n
  • <\/li>\n

    \"1aBaryBrodesky\"<\/a><\/p>\n

  • <\/li>\n

    Joseph Brodsky \"1aBrodsky\"<\/a> and Baryshnikov <\/p>\n

    New Year’s Day poem by Joseph Brodsky<\/p>\n

    1 January 1965<\/p>\n

    The Wise Men will unlearn your name.
    \nAbove your head no star will flame.
    \nOne weary sound will be the same\u2014
    \nthe hoarse roar of the gale.
    \nThe shadows fall from your tired eyes
    \nas your lone bedside candle dies,
    \nfor here the calendar breeds nights
    \ntill stores of candles fail.<\/p>\n

    What prompts this melancholy key?
    \nA long familiar melody.
    \nIt sounds again. So let it be.
    \nLet it sound from this night.
    \nLet it sound in my hour of death\u2014
    \nas gratefulness of eyes and lips
    \nfor that which sometimes makes us lift
    \nour gaze to the far sky.<\/p>\n

    You glare in silence at the wall.
    \nYour stocking gapes: no gifts at all.
    \nIt’s clear that you are now too old
    \nto trust in good Saint Nick;
    \nthat it’s too late for miracles.
    \n\u2014But suddenly, lifting your eyes
    \nto heaven’s light, you realize:
    \nyour life is a sheer gift.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

    Joseph Brodsky and Baryshnikov New Year’s Day poem by Joseph Brodsky 1 January 1965 The Wise Men will unlearn your name. Above your head no star will flame. One weary sound will be the same\u2014 the hoarse roar of the gale. The shadows fall from your tired eyes as your lone bedside candle dies, for … <\/p>\n

    Continue reading “New Year’s Day Poem by Joseph Brodsky – Happy New Year 2017”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1,16,17],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-29396","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-culture","category-photography","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mutanteggplant.com\/vitro-nasu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29396","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mutanteggplant.com\/vitro-nasu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mutanteggplant.com\/vitro-nasu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mutanteggplant.com\/vitro-nasu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mutanteggplant.com\/vitro-nasu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=29396"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.mutanteggplant.com\/vitro-nasu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29396\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mutanteggplant.com\/vitro-nasu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=29396"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mutanteggplant.com\/vitro-nasu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=29396"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mutanteggplant.com\/vitro-nasu\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=29396"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}