The Beautiful Poem

I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking
about you.

by Richard Brautigan

Comments (3)

Very happy to be able to read this poem by Brodsky in English.
It shoud be 'The bulb looks at the FLOOR in fear', not flower
The last two lines are my favorite. The rhyme scheme seemingly odd but yet enjoyable...this poem seems like it would be a hard style to replicate and a hard style to write in. A classical twist on portraying a character through their actions and evaluations of random particles of life.