In November

By Lisel Mueller b. 1924 Lisel Mueller
Outside the house the wind is howling
and the trees are creaking horribly.
This is an old story
with its old beginning,
as I lay me down to sleep.
But when I wake up, sunlight
has taken over the room.
You have already made the coffee
and the radio brings us music
from a confident age. In the paper
bad news is set in distant places.
Whatever was bound to happen
in my story did not happen.
But I know there are rules that cannot be broken.
Perhaps a name was changed.
A small mistake. Perhaps
a woman I do not know
is facing the day with the heavy heart
that, by all rights, should have been mine.

Reprinted from Alive Together: New and Selected Poems, Louisiana State University Press, 1996, by permission of the author. Poem copyright © 1996 by Lisel Mueller.

Source: Alive Together: New and Selected Poems (Louisiana State University Press, 1996)

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Poet Lisel Mueller b. 1924

POET’S REGION U.S., Midwestern

Subjects Time & Brevity, Nature, Relationships, Living, Fall

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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Poet and translator Lisel Mueller was born in Hamburg, Germany in 1924. The daughter of teachers, her family was forced to flee the Nazi regime when Mueller was 15. They immigrated to the US and settled in the Mid-west. Mueller attended the University of Evansville, where her father was a professor, and did her graduate study at Indiana University. Her collections of poetry include The Private Life, which was the 1975 Lamont . . .

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SUBJECT Time & Brevity, Nature, Relationships, Living, Fall

POET’S REGION U.S., Midwestern

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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