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High above the lake a bomber flies. From the rowing boats Children look up, women, an old man. From a distance They appear like young starlings, their beaks Wide open for food.
Source: Poems, 1913-1956 This Summers Sky [Der Himmel dieses Sommers], (1950
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High above the lake a bomber flies.
From the rowing boats
Children look up, women, an old man. From a distance
They appear like young starlings, their beaks
Wide open for food. by : Bertolt Brecht