I might hate it,
but it gives me hope.
Liesl’s dress … is it dirty because
she talked to a Nazi? Or is she merely
wearing a black bra?
For the children, let’s keep
everything but the sailor suits,
the sailor suits are an outrage.
As for the Baroness,
is she wearing pearls?
I don’t know, but she should be.
Let us commend the world we lose:
long halls and gardens, the voices of
our children, gold and green—
In its place we will find ourselves
a firm yet gentle lesson in
how to run away: first, kneel
among the dead, do not
whisper or show your face
let the light hunt
somewhere else. Carry only
what you can. Leave room in your arms.
Seek the very steepest way.