berlin 30s cabaret
a sultry singer purring
frag nicht warum ich gehe
in a sea of marcel waves
a tipsy blonde fraulein
sips champagne
look no hands Fritz
he stamps his jackboots
roars with laughter
twas the time
just before starvation
and the bombs
lockdown
was welcome in underground shelters
no one wanted to go
to the pub the football
or the hairdresser
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A cool interpretation of the photo. You took me back to those times. I love watching movies from that era............
ReplyDeleteIt was a different time indeed! Love how you captured the image Cressida!
ReplyDeleteNobody recognizes those last nights even if the dangers are at the table...this caught me right in the heart.
ReplyDeleteShe was ~ exquisite ... as is your poem. Thank you so much for the video.
ReplyDeleteDamn, that was good! "look no hands Fritz" - great line, and then the way you bring it all back to the present at the end. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThis is fantastic...A perfect poem for the image!
ReplyDeleteGreat take on this photo!
ReplyDeleteAs it was then, so it is now, except the enemy is unseen.
ReplyDeleteOhhh! You just sent me on a whole nostalgia trip there! And the poem is absolutely fantastic.
ReplyDeleteThis is gorgeously rendered! I agree, it was a different era altogether!
ReplyDeleteMy first thought when I saw the photo was the song "Come to the Cabaret" and you've fleshed out that thought beautifully.
ReplyDeleteI'd not seen the movie but here I refreshed my German a bit. Eat, drink, and be merry, it won't last long. "He (Hitler) had it coming to him." I'm no sure about our times, we may live in delusion for a long time.
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Years pass and we have different values but still remember the simpler times when life was far easier.
ReplyDeleteWow! This took me back to seventies Germany, where I studied Theatre Film and TV at Cologne University, and we all felt guilty at watching old films from the thirties and loving Marlene Dietrich. My foster mother used to tell me stories of the war and how Cologne was almost completely destroyed – except for the cathedral. My English grandparents told me about the Blitz. There wasn’t much difference.
ReplyDeleteOther times were sort of like these times, weren't they?
ReplyDeleteIt seems people had a lot more sense then, especially when it came to having a drink in public and getting their hair done.
ReplyDeleteforeshadowing, it seems, what goes around... comes around again ~
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