A fun companion.Memories about Joseph Brodskoye

"We were the same age, we were friends, we met in Paris, Rome and new York, twice I was his confidently, he was the best man at my wedding, I was present in the courtroom during both trials over him, corresponded with him when he was in Norinskoe, accompanied him at Pulkovo airport. But all that proud list does not mean anything. It's a simple chain of coincidences, and no, not the slightest place in the life of Joseph I didn't take".
Everything here is true, except the last phrase. Glad Alla, whose name rarely occurs in the literature about the poet in the sixties belonged to the circle closest to the poet of the people. And her memories return to our idea of a young Brodsky breadth and volume that is lost over time.