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A German screen goddess, Marlene Dietrich became a private nighttime poet in her later years. Suffering from insomnia, she often turned to poetry in the middle of the night and used Noel Coward's old typewriter to mark down her words. After her death, the screen legend's daughter discovered Dietrich's poems hidden in a suitcase. Many are directed at former lovers, as well as Hollywood insiders connected with the films that made her a star.
Would you let me sleep, pleaseI lead the most miserable of lives without you,So please at least let me sleep.
No more BodyTo hold on toWhile you SleepJust the Sheet.What a cheat!
Losing you