Iosif Aleksandrovich Brodsky. (№ 365778)

Is heard in the woods the axe.
Lying in the snow, maybe cold.
Anything cool! Actually forget!
I think almost of rebellion!
I swore not to skew the Buddha,
for a tenner rush for the hare!
Let a be closed - where the chisel! -
Yasnaya Polyana slicer!
The resist Panov, disgusting.
This is me - as a sickle on eggs!
As Aristotle at the bottom of the well,
don't know where that comes from.
Evil exists, so to deal with it,
not to weigh on the yoke.