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.
What a wonderful poem, Bertolt Brecht has very powerful language for poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The note of frienship and bonding is really touching.