Poems

The Mask Of Evil On my wall hangs a Japanese carving, The mask of an evil demon, decorated with gold lacquer. Sympathetically I observe The swollen […]

The Solution After the uprising of the 17th June The Secretary of the Writers Union Had leaflets distributed in the Stalinallee Stating that the people Had […]

To Be Read in the Morning and at Night My love Has told me That he needs me. That’s why I take good care of myself […]

To Posterity 1. Indeed I live in the dark ages! A guileless word is an absurdity. A smooth forehead betokens A hard heart. He who laughs […]

To Read in the Morning and at Night… [Original] Morgens und abends zu lesen Der, den ich liebe Hat mir gesagt Daß er mich braucht. Darum […]

To the Students of the Workers’ and Peasants’ Faculty So there you sit. And how much blood was shed That you might sit there. Do such […]

To Those Born After I To the cities I came in a time of disorder That was ruled by hunger. I sheltered with the people in […]

United Front Song And because a man is human He’ll want to eat, and thanks a lot But talk can’t take the place of meat or […]

What Has Happened? The industrialist is having his aeroplane serviced. The priest is wondering what he said in his sermon eight weeks ago about tithes. The […]

A Bald-Headed Man A bald-headed man, his pate Pained by the rays of the sun, Desiring a shady spot, Went by fate to the foot Of […]