Thursday, November 18, 2010

The Morning Reading: "But I know there are rules that cannot be broken"

In November
by 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.



Jaimee Drew said...

What a line. Thanks for this.

13 Stoploss said...

I broke the rules once:

That's probably the most radical I've ever been and it never felt so good.

Also, I've always wanted one of those signs.

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