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.

by Bertolt Brecht

Comments (4)

A powerful moment. I love this poem.
What a wonderful poem, Bertolt Brecht has very powerful language for poem.
Bertolt; Wow I enjoyed your poem. nice! !
Bertolt; Wow I enjoyed your poem. nice! !