My Brecht

– is not the author of Threpenny Opera,

it’s the guy whom I

would not have liked much as a man

being married to one woman,

courting another – yet who

found a tenderness when in love

that made him want to escape

rain drops lest they beat him and

learned to love – the world

if nothing else,

before the dug him in.

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~ by Barbara S on August 13, 2016.

One Response to “My Brecht”

  1. I am responding here to two lines from two different poems by Brecht as I remember them, in German- one about being in love, full of irony, and the other – maybe just so?

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