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… - Lisel Mueller

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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.

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About Lisel Mueller

(born Elisabeth Neumann, February 8, 1924 – February 21, 2020) was a German-born American poet, translator and academic teacher. Her family fled the Nazi regime, and she arrived in the U.S. in 1939 at the age of 15. She worked as a literary critic and taught at the , Elmhurst College and . She began writing poetry in the 1950s and published her first collection in 1965, after years of self-study. She received awards including the in 1981 and the for Poetry in 1997, as the only German-born poet awarded that prize.

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Curriculum Vitae
<small>1992</small>
2) In the year of my birth, money was shredded into confetti. ...
5) At home the bookshelves connected heaven and earth.
6) On Sundays the city child waded through pinecones and primrose marshes...
7) My country was struck by history more deadly than earthquakes and hurricanes.
8) My father was... eluding monsters. My mother told me walls had ears. ...
10) Two parents, two daughters, we followed the sun and the moon across the ocean. My grandparents stayed behind in the darkness. ...
13) The death of the mother hurt the daughter into poetry. ...
14) Ordinary life. Knots tying threads... The past pushed away, the future left unimagined for the... glorious, difficult, passionate present. ...
17) And then my father too disappeared.
18) I tried to go home... at the door to my childhood, but it was closed... 19) One day... everyone's face was younger than mine.
20)...The brilliant days and nights are breathless in their hurry. We follow...

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