I quoted some lines by Joseph Brodsky in Thursday's post. I was first introduced to his work by some Russian friends, Mark and Elena Khaisman, who lived in Front Royal for a few years. As fellow expatriates, they resonated to his exploration of a life lived in exile. At the time, I was busily settling down and making a home on the farm, so Brodsky didn't speak much to me. A decade and a half further down the road, I find myself returning to his work as I discover that time works as well as distance to make exiles of us all. Here is a link to resources on Brodsky at Nobelprize.org.
Thanks to Erich for his comment on the Brodsky post below. It makes one think of the old canard about there being no more than "six degrees of separation" between any two otherwise unrelated people.