“In November”Lisa MuellerOutside 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.
Reproduced from
Alive Together: New and Selected Poemsby
Lisel Mueller (Louisiana State University Press, 1996).
MUELLER Lisel [1924-] Poet. Born
Lisel Neumann in Hamburg, Germany.
Poetry Alive Together: New and Selected Poems (1996: winner of the 1997 Pulitzer Prize for Poetry);
Learning to Play by Ear (1990);
Waving from Shore (1989);
Second Language (1986);
The Need to Hold Still (1980: winner of the 1981 National Book Award);
Voices from the Forest (1977);
The Private Life (1975); Dependencies (1965)
Translation Marie Luise Kaschnitz’s Circe’s Mountain (1990)