Rereading Christa Wolf: City of Angels: Brecht's Poem



I paged through books in search of relief. I found Brecht’s lines about the city I was living in myself:

Reflecting, so I hear, on hell 
My brother Shelley found it to be a place 
Much like the city of London. I 
Who live not in London but in Los Angeles 
Find, reflecting on hell, that it must be 
Even more like Los Angeles.


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