BERTOLT BRECHT poem MEMORY OF MARIE A. Full English Text ENG
Bertolt Brecht
Memory of Marie A.
(poem)
(De: Erinnerung an die Marie A.)
German literature
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Bertolt Brecht
Memory of Marie A.
One day in blue-moon September,
Silent under a plum tree,
I held her, my silent pale love
in my arms like a fair and lovely dream.
Above us in the summer skies,
Was a cloud that caught my eye.
It was so white and high up,
and when I looked up, it was no longer there.
And since that moment, many a September
Came sailing in, then floated down the stream.
No doubt the plum trees were cut down for timber
And if you ask what happened to my dream
I shall reply: I cannot now remember.
Though what you have in mind I surely know.
And yet her face: I really don’t recall it.
I just recall I kissed long ago.
Even the kiss would have been long forgotten
If that white cloud had not been in the sky.
I know the cloud, and shall know it forever,
It was pure white and, oh, so very high.
Perhaps the plum trees still are there and blooming.
Perhaps that woman has six children too.
But that white cloud bloomed only for a moment:
When I looked up, it vanished in the blue.
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Bertolt Brecht – Memory of Marie A.
(De: Erinnerung an die Marie A.)
German literature, poem
Poetry text translated into English
Bertolt Brecht Original text in German > here
Bertolt Brecht All the poems > here
Video reading sung by David Bowie
Memory of Marie A. by Bertolt Brecht
Bertolt Brecht Biography > here
