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        from The Mother Tongue

 

BRECHT ABOUT HIS MOTHER

I loved her in my own way.

But she wanted to be loved

in hers.


BRECHT’S MOTHER ABOUT HIM


He loved me. That

was his way.


MRS. BRECHT ABOUT HER SON


I loved him. Was there

some other way?


MRS. BRECHT’S SON ABOUT HER


She loved and she was loved.

There was no other way.

 

Translated by David Mason and the author