Category: after lisel mueller
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#79: After Lisel Mueller
Tonight I Cry You a Song This Decemberwithin this house no windblows but the heat pump outsidewe have no trees in the yardsave a Japanese maple onlythirty-eight inches high these eight yearssome old story in a poetry bookwith its ancient begettinglays me down to snore . . .but I awaken to nightfor we are night…