Bertolt Brecht

(10 February 1898 – 14 August 1956 / Augsburg)

The Mask Of Evil - Poem by Bertolt Brecht

On my wall hangs a Japanese carving,
The mask of an evil demon, decorated with gold lacquer.
Sympathetically I observe
The swollen veins of the forehead, indicating
What a strain it is to be evil.


Comments about The Mask Of Evil by Bertolt Brecht

  • Rookie Andrew Hoellering (12/2/2009 6:57:00 AM)

    Evil is generally regarded as a totally unsympathetic state; one is either evil, or not.Brecht's point is that people are not all good or bad, but a mixture of the two. Hence evil can be seen as the result of a conflict, and viewed as a bit of a strain. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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