There are Mornings- Liesel Mueller

There are Mornings

Even now, when the plot

calls for me to turn to stone,

the sun intervenes. Some mornings

in summer, I step outside

and the sky opens

and pours itself into me

as if I were a saint

about to die. But the plot

calls for me to live, be ordinary,

say nothing to anyone.

Inside the house,

the mirrors burn when I pass.

- Lisel Mueller

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