Bertolt Brecht

(10 February 1898 – 14 August 1956 / Augsburg)

poet Bertolt Brecht
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Bertolt Brecht Poems

1. When I'D Reported To The Couple, Thus 11/21/2014
2. The Tattered Cord (Der Abgerissen Strick, Translation With Original German) 4/7/2010
3. Elogio Al Aprendizaje 4/7/2010
4. Fragen 4/7/2010
5. Questions 4/7/2010
6. Pleasures (Translation With The Original German, 4/7/2010
7. The Burning Of The Books 2/11/2015
8. To Be Read In The Morning And At Night 1/13/2003
9. United Front Song 1/3/2003
10. Future Generations 4/7/2010
11. Der Pflaumenbaum (The Plum Tree, Translation) 4/7/2010
12. To The Students Of The Workers' And Peasants' Faculty 1/3/2003
13. What Has Happened? 1/3/2003
14. Solidarity Song 1/3/2003
15. Send Me A Leaf 1/3/2003
16. The Mask Of Evil 1/3/2003
17. A Worker Reads History 4/7/2010
18. To Posterity 1/3/2003
19. Ich Habe Dich Nie Je So Geliebt 1/13/2003
20. On Reading A Recent Greek Poet 1/3/2003
21. The Solution 1/3/2003
22. I'M Not Saying Anything Against Alexander 1/3/2003
23. Radio Poem 1/3/2003
24. O Germany, Pale Mother! 1/3/2003
25. Mack The Knife 1/3/2003
26. Not What Was Meant 1/3/2003
27. Contemplating Hell 1/3/2003
28. I Want To Go With The One I Love 1/13/2003
29. To Those Born After 1/3/2003
30. On The Critical Attitude 1/3/2003
31. Parting 1/3/2003
32. How Fortunate The Man With None 1/3/2003
33. My Young Son Asks Me... 1/13/2003
34. Alabama Song 1/3/2003
35. Questions From A Worker Who Reads 1/3/2003
36. From A German War Primer 1/13/2003

Comments about Bertolt Brecht

  • Isaac Shea (7/30/2018 7:34:00 PM)

    This poet is dead. of course he hasn't posted in the past 14 days. BTW, i am trying to do a english assignment about the poem song of the German Mother and this crappy website -which supplies all of Berthold Brecht's poems- doesn't have it! ? what a stupid website. thanks for helping me on my assignment

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  • Romesh singh (4/30/2018 9:58:00 PM)

    the crutches poem in hindi

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My Young Son Asks Me...

My young son asks me: Must I learn mathematics?
What is the use, I feel like saying. That two pieces
Of bread are more than one's about all you'll end up with.
My young son asks me: Must I learn French?
What is the use, I feel like saying. This State's collapsing.
And if you just rub your belly with your hand and
Groan, you'll be understood with little trouble.
My young son asks me: Must I learn history?
What is the use, I feel like saying. Learn to stick
Your head in the earth, and maybe you'll still survive.

Yes, learn mathematics, I tell him.
Learn your ...

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Parting

We embrace.
Rich cloth under my fingers
While yours touch poor fabric.
A quick embrace
You were invited for dinner
While the minions of law are after me.
We talk about the weather and our
Lasting friendship. Anything else
Would be too bitter.

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