Saying Goodbye To My Brother on Paros
We hovered above a Greek port café,
feet dangling down the hill
of the island city of our vacation.
Mine ended when I caught the ship to Athens;
his would continue on the next boat to Turkey.
Our eyes strayed west at every sound
announcing the passage
of another ship,
every 15 minutes.
And this day, measuring the decline
of sun against sea water,
timing sips on drinks, drags on cigarettes,
we made believe this was the end
of any holiday, not the last
vacation of our youth, before they
called him Dr., or me Professor.
Our eyes opened wide,
glimpsing the last pinpoint of light
when the sinking sun
bursts between two ships,
crossing and moving
away from each other.
Put some poetry in an unexpected place
As a result of these remarks and in conjunction with Brodsky, Andrew Carroll founded The American Poetry and Literacy Project to distribute free books of poetry in unlikely locations. APLP has placed poetry in schools, hotels, subway and train stations, hospitals, jury waiting rooms, supermarkets, truck stops, day-care centers, airports, zoos, and phone books nationwide.
Today, take Brodsky’s words to heart. Leave a copy of a poem in an unexpected place. Donate some poetry books to your local coffee shop or leave them in your doctor’s waiting room. (All those magazines are probably out-of-date anyway, and poetry doesn’t expire.) Post a poem beside the want ads on your supermarket message board. You could even release one of your poetry books into the wild through BookCrossing and watch it travel around the world. Maybe someday you’ll be pleasantly surprised when you find a poem that someone else has left in an unexpected place.
From the Academy of American Poets Website.