第三帝國的恐懼和苦難‧演出片段
THE PLAY IS OVER
by
Bertolt Brecht
The play is over. The performance committed. Slowly
The theatre, a sagging intestine, empties. In the dressing
rooms
The nimble salesmen of hotchpotch mimicry, of rancid
rhetoric
Wash off make-up and sweat. At last
The lights go down which showed up the miserable
Botched job; twilight falls on the
Lovely nothingness of the misused stage. In the empty
Still mildly smelly auditorium sits the honest
Playwright, unappeased, and does his best
To remember.
Brecht, B. (1995) Bad Time for Poetry: 152 Poems and Songs, ed. Willett, J., Methuen.
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