[lit-ideas] Re: Endurring rebuke

I promised (myself) not to take to translating (again). How feeble is a heart 
faced with injustice. From Brecth's Svendborg collection 
(http://www.svendborg-bib.dk/biblio/Brecht/brecht_en.asp):

Poor time for poetry

I know: Only the happy is 
loved. His voice is heard 
gladly. His face pretty.

The yard's mutilated tree
indicates poor soil, but
those who point say rightfully:
It's a criple.

I dont' see 
green boats and lusty sails at sea. I only see 
fishermen with nets torn.
Why is my only concern that the
fortyyear-old maid has a hump?
The breasts of young girls are
warm as ever.

If my song rhymes it
feels like hubris.

I am torn between 
joy over apple trees in bloom and 
resentment over Mr Hitler's speeches.
But only the latter 
drives me to my desk.

-p

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