Vom Schiffschaukeln. 4. Psalm  5857

Locations in Harold's Library

• Die Gedichte von Bertolt Brecht in einem Band (book) with the title "Vom Schiffschaukeln "
  • page 77
  • in "Gedichte 1913-1926"
• Bertolt Brecht: Poems 1913-1956 (book) with the title "Swing-boats" (en)
  • page 39
  • in "Early Poems and Psalms, 1913-1920: Thirteen Psalms"
  • Credits: Christopher Middleton (translator)
  • First line: One has to push one's knees forward like a royal whore, as if supported by knees. ©
• The Collected Poems of Bertolt Brecht (book) with the title "Riding the swing-boats. 4th Psalm" (en)
  • page 55
  • in "Part I: Early Poems (Psalms)"
  • Credits: David Constantine
  • First line: Thrust out your knees like a sovereign whore as though it were knees you hung from. Very big knees. And plunging scarlet to your death in the naked heavens, flying arse first and then front face first, up and up. ©
• Bertolt Brecht: Die Gedichte (book)
  • page 16
  • in "Psalmen"
• Bertolt Brecht – Gesammelte Werke 8: Gedichte 1 (book) with the title "Vom Schiffschaukeln"
  • page 77
  • in "Gedichte 1913-1926"

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