Lisel Mueller Quotes

In Passing
How swiftly...
...as if what exists, exists
so that it can be lost
and become precious

Immortality
In Sleeping Beauty's castle
the clock strikes one hundred years
and the girl in the tower returns to the world [unchanged].
...fear persists, and...
the anger that causes fear persists,
...its trajectory can't be changed
or broken, only interrupted.

The Blind Leading the Blind
Take my hand. There are two of us in this cave.
The sound you hear is water; you will hear it forever.
...You will learn toads from diamonds, the fist from the palm,
love from the sweat of love, falling from flying.
...Once I fell off a precipice. Once I found gold.
...There are two of us here. Touch me.

The Biographer
I came to live in your house
restored your pictures, brought back your books,
discovered the key to your desk,
moved the yellow chair to the window—
and now you come in, asking
whose house this is.

Messages
...Dogs talk to us with their bodies
and accept our answers in words.
Holes ask for rain; the stunted corpse of an elm
is revealed as a sign. We keep breaking
the code of the dead, we reply.

A Grackle Observed
Watching the black grackle
come out...
into the sun, I am dazzled
by an unsuspected sheen,
yellow, purple and green,
...until he, unaware
of what he means...
hops back...
and leaves the shining part
...behind, as though
brightness must outgrow
its... worldly dress
and enter the mind...
as vision... pure light.

In The Rag And
Bone Shop
Trade me, shopkeeper Yeats,
one filthy rag, one bone
that can make poetry
for all the jeweled bits.
...A rag to light a fire,
a bone to whistle on!
Proprietary, proud...

Bach Transcribing Vivaldi
One remembered the sunrise, how clearly it gave
substance and praise to the mountains...
the other imagined twilight, the setting in blood,
and a valley of fallen leaves where a stranger might rest.

Alive Together
Speaking of marvels, I am alive
together with you...
I might have been...
a woman without a name
weeping in Master's bed
for my husband, exchanged for a mule,
...I might have been stretched on a totem pole
to appease a vindictive god
or left, a useless girl-child,
to die on a cliff. ...
...I might have been you.
...The odds against us are endless,
our chances of being alive together
statistically nonexistent;
still we have made it, alive in a time
when rationalists with square hats
and hatless Jehovah's Witnesses
agree it is almost over,
alive with our lively children
who—but for endless ifs—
might have missed out...

Why I Need the Birds
...By the time I arrive at evening,
...they are turning
into the dreamwork of trees;
and all of us...
myself and the purple finches,
and rusty blackbirds,
the ruby cardinals,
the white-throated sparrows
with their liquid voices—
ride the dark curve of the earth
toward daylight, which they announce
from their high lookouts
before dawn has quite broken...

Place and Time
...We're all pillars of salt.
...Where does the music come from
and where does it go when it's over—
the child's unanswered question
about more than music.
My mother is dead, and the piano
...burned with our city in World War II.
...it's still her black Bechstein
each concert pianist plays for me
and... her... fingers
are behind each virtuoso performance
on the stereo, giving me back
my prewar childhood city
intact and real.

Moon Fishing
...And they fished till a traveler passed and said,
"Fools,
to catch the moon you must let your women
spread their hair on the water—
even the wiley moon will leap to that bobbing
net of shimmering threads..."
And they fished...
..."Fools,
...You must cut out your hearts and bait your hooks
...what matter you lose your hearts to reel in your dream?"
And they fished...
..."Fools,
what good is the moon to a heartless man?
...get on your knees,
and drink as you never have,
...And they fished with their lips and tongues
until the water was gone
and the moon had slipped away
in the soft bottomless mud.

Letter from the End of the World
I started out as a girl
without a shadow, in iron shoes;
now, at the end of the world
I am a woman full of rain.
The journey back should be easy;
if this reaches you, wait for me.

Monet Refuses the Operation
Doctor, you say there are no haloes
around the streetlights in Paris
...it has taken me all my life
to arrive at the vision of... lamps as angels,
to soften... blur and finally banish
the edges...
to learn that... the horizon
does not exist and sky and water,
...apart, the same state of being.
Fifty-four years before I could see
Rouen cathedral... built
of... shafts of sun
and now you want...
...youthful errors: fixed
notions of top and bottom,
...wisteria separate
from the bridge...
Houses of Parliament [that do not] dissolve
...to become
the fluid dream of the Thames?
I will not return to a universe
of objects that don’t know each other,
...The world
is flux, and light becomes what it touches,
...so quickly...
it would take...
...my brush to catch it.
To paint the speed of light!
...shapes, these ...
burn to...
change our bones...
to gases.
how heaven pulls earth...
to claim this world, blue vapor without end.

"O Brave New World,
That Hath Such People In It"
Soon you will be like her, 's daughter,
finding the door that leads out of yourself
...where you live with the gracious and light-footed creatures
that thrive in the glaze of your art and freedom.
...Soon you will
...banish yourself from the one flawless place.