The city is named after the angels
And you meet angels on every hand.
They smell of oil and wear golden pessaries
And with blue rings round their eyes
Feed the writers in their swimming pools every morning.
“Hollywood Elegies”, Bertolt Brecht
Tags: bertolt brecht, hollywood elegies, poetry, writers, writing
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