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Poetry: November 04, 2020 Issue [#10451]

 This week: Bertolt Brecht
  Edited by: Stormy Lady
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Solidarity Song
by Bertolt Brecht

Peoples of the world, together
Join to serve the common cause!
So it feeds us all for ever
See to it that it's now yours.

Forward, without forgetting
Where our strength can be seen now to be!
When starving or when eating
Forward, not forgetting
Our solidarity!

Black or white or brown or yellow
Leave your old disputes behind.
Once start talking with your fellow
Men, you'll soon be of one mind.

Forward, without forgetting
Where our strength can be seen now to be!
When starving or when eating
Forward, not forgetting
Our solidarity!

If we want to make this certain
We'll need you and your support.
It's yourselves you'll be deserting
if you rat your own sort.

Forward, without forgetting
Where our strength can be seen now to be!
When starving or when eating
Forward, not forgetting
Our solidarity!

All the gang of those who rule us
Hope our quarrels never stop
Helping them to split and fool us
So they can remain on top.

Forward, without forgetting
Where our strength can be seen now to be!
When starving or when eating
Forward, not forgetting
Our solidarity!

Workers of the world, uniting
Thats the way to lose your chains.
Mighty regiments now are fighting
That no tyrrany remains!

Forward, without forgetting
Till the concrete question is hurled
When starving or when eating:
Whose tomorrow is tomorrow?
And whose world is the world?

On February 10, 1898 Berthold Friedrich Brecht and his wife Sophie, née Brezing welcomed son Eugen Berthold Friedrich Brecht into the world. Brecht’s father worked at the papermill. The family lived in a modest house in Bavaria, Germany. Brecht’s mother was very religious so Brecht read the bible growing up. He excelled at school and went on to study medicine. He served in an army hospital in 1918. In 1922 he had his first successful publication “Kleist Preis,” ‘Drums in the Night.’ Followed by his first play, Baal in 1923. Edward II became his first professional production in 1924.

In 1924 Brecht moved to Berlin. In Berlin he worked with directors Max Reinhardt and Erwin Piscator. With composer Kurt Weill he wrote a successful ballad opera Dei Dreigroschenoper, The Threepenny Opera. He worked with his own company for a while and produced three other plays. He went into exile in Scandinavia in 1933. He then went to the United States from 1941 to 1947, where he worked in Hollywood. While being exiled from Germany his books were burned and his citizenship withdrawn. He was completely cut off from his theatre family in Germany. During these years in exile he wrote some of his most famous plays, a theoretical essay and dialogues. He also wrote many of the poems for Svendborger Gedichte published in 1939.

In 1947 Brecht left the United States after he was forced to give evidence before the House Un-American Activities Committee. He traveled to Zurich for a year, working mainly on a play Antigone-Modell produced in 1948. In 1949 returned to Berlin to help stage Mutter Courage und ihre Kinder. This production led to him forming his own company, the Berliner Ensemble. In 1955 he received a Stalin Peace Prize.

Bertolt Brecht suffered a fatal heart attack on August 14, 1956 in East Berlin.

Ich habe dich nie je so geliebt...
by Bertolt Brecht

Ich habe dich nie je so geliebt, ma soeur
Als wie ich fortging von dir in jenem Abendrot.
Der Wald schluckte mich, der blaue Wald, ma soeur
Über dem immer schon die bleichen Gestirne im Westen standen.

Ich lachte kein klein wenig, gar nicht, ma soeur
Der ich spielend dunklem Schicksal entgegenging --
Während schon die Gesichter hinter mir
Langsam im Abend des blauen Walds verblaЯten.

Alles war schön an diesem einzigen Abend, ma soeur
Nachher nie wieder und nie zuvor --
Freilich: mir blieben nur mehr die groЯen Vögel
Die abends im dunklen Himmel Hunger haben.


I never loved you more, ma soeur
Than as I walked away from you that evening.
The forest swallowed me, the blue forest, ma soeur
The blue forest and above it pale stars in the west.

I did not laugh, not one little bit, ma soeur
As I playfully walked towards a dark fate --
While the faces behind me
Slowly paled in the evening of the blue forest.

Everything was grand that one night, ma soeur
Never thereafter and never before --
I admit it: I was left with nothing but the big birds
And their hungry cries in the dark evening sky.

Thank you all!
Stormy Lady

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Editor's Picks


The winner of "Stormy's poetry newsletter & contest [ASR] is:

"A Traveler's Refuge

A Traveler’s Refuge

Long ago, by a lake, there was a cabin.
A woman lived there with her dog and a crow.
While lost, I approached to ask for help,
without a clue which way I should go

She invited me in, was gentle and kind,
served me stew from a big black kettle.
Then she played from her soul on a fine cello.
The evening put me in quite a fine fettle.

Now, outside there blew a winter storm,
and branches scratched at the windowpane.
But we were warmed by a crackling fire,
comforted from the sleet and rain.

A plaid blanket’s where the hound dog curled,
and the crow sat on a willow roost.
She and I drank wine as the night went on,
and by sleep, at last, I was seduced.

That night my dreams were magic-led,
and then I awoke to the light of dawn.
I lay in the warmth of a blanket, plaid,
but the woman, her cabin, and pets were gone.

Honorable mention:
Winter's Nap  (E)
Stormy's Poetry Newsletter Contest Entry Oct. 2020 - Honorable Mention
#2235974 by Lovina



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1) You must use the words I give in a poem or prose with no limits on length.

2) The words can be in any order and anywhere throughout the poem and can be any form of the word.

3) All entries must be posted in your portfolio and you must post the link in this forum, "Stormy's poetry newsletter & contest [ASR] by November 28, 2020.

4) The winner will get 3000 gift points and the poem will be displayed in this section of the newsletter the next time it is my turn to post (December 2, 2020)

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 Gemini  (13+)
Free verse poem based on an image prompt. Dark Dreamscapes entry.
#2236739 by Jeff

Cold Water  (E)
Snow is really just cold water on a slow journey
#2236596 by Emily

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I Created a Monster  (E)
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Whispers of Hope  (E)
Whispers of Hope for Breast Cancer Awareness Contest
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Falling Leaves  (E)
Legends of Autumnal Splendor
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 The beckoning Lady in the Wall   (E)
dreamscape poem contest entry
#2236011 by JCosmos

No More   (E)
A poem about becoming strong and taking “no more”.
#2236568 by Tess

 Lion's Heart  (E)
#2236800 by SeanFear


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