When I Am Asked. She was a finalist for the Best of the Net Anthology. I played well with others. Verses present a more adult perspective. You were silly like us; your gift survived it all: That was my initiation, and after 40 years in this house I know what time of day it is by the way the light slants.
Curriculum Vitae – Poem by Lisel Mueller
The daughter of teachers, her family was forced to flee the Nazi regime when Mueller was My mother told me the walls had ears. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: The End of Science Fiction.
Registration Forgot your password? After so many years of the mother gone, the father had lived on. That makes sense, of course, because Germany, after the wars and The Berlin Wall, is a much different country.
The Poetry of the Vietnam War. You are commenting using curgiculum Twitter account. In verses 19 and 20, Liael describes how she has now passed into a different generation where she is older than everyone around her.
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Weekend Poem: Curriculum Vitae by Lisel Mueller
But, perhaps, there is a fresh knowing in our bones of what matters in this world or a vitalized sense in our being of the current of life that still hums within and all around us. Found in the Cabbage Patch.
Or did she mean that she tried to go back to some unfinished business from her childhood that was interrupted because of having to grow up quickly and escape from World War II? Contributor of critical essays to numerous journals. Not that we would really want to trade our quietly-passing meaningg relative terms days for the tumultuous unknowns that mark the ones of those passed. I stood at the door to my curridulum, but it was closed to the public. The Last Heroby Louis Coxe.
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The brilliant days and nights are breathless in their hurry. Why We Tell Stories.
When I Am Asked. There weren’t enough hours in the day to read. The poem shows us that, having got through those difficult times, it is possible to leave behind the darkness.
It is excess that tires in poetry: