Ask anyone, even in our times that are not so conducive to literature: who is Joseph Brodsky? Most will answer that he is a dissident, a Nobel laureate and a great Russian poet. According to another poet, a poet in Russia is more than a poet. He is the ruler of the thoughts of millions. And Brodsky was like that, at least among like-minded people. After all, it is not without reason that in the West, Russian-speaking citizens have long believed that “Brodsky is really a kind of Pushkin of the twentieth century - their cultural tasks are so similar... He obscures the horizon. There's no way around it. You must either obey and imitate it, or reject it, or absorb it and get rid of it with gratitude. Only a few can do the latter. More often you can meet the first or the second.” So who is he, Joseph Brodsky, like the Eternal Jew, wandering around the world: a brilliant poet or an engaged writer swollen to exorbitant proportions? In his book, publicist and poet Alexander Bobrov gives the answer to this question.