by Lisel Mueller

    1） I was born in a Free City， near the North Sea.

    2） In the year of my birth， money was shredded¹ into

    confetti. A loaf of bread cost a million marks. Of

    course I do not remember this.

    3） Parents and grandparents hovered² around me. The

    world I lived in had a soft voice and no claws.

    4） A cornucopia³ filled with treats took me into a building

    with bells. A wide-bosomed teacher took me in.

    5） At home the bookshelves connected heaven and earth.

    6） On Sundays the city child waded⁴ through pinecones

    and primrose⁵ marshes⁶， a short train ride away.

    7） My country was struck by history more deadly than

    earthquakes or hurricanes.

    8） My father was busy eluding⁷ the monsters. My mother

    told me the walls had ears. I learned the burden of secrets.

    9） I moved into the too bright days， the too dark nights

    of adolescence⁸.

    10） Two parents， two daughters， we followed the sun

    and the moon across the ocean. My grandparents stayed

    behind in darkness.

    11） In the new language everyone spoke⁹ too fast. Eventually

    I caught up with them.

    12） When I met you， the new language became the language

    of love.

    13） The death of the mother hurt the daughter into poetry.

    The daughter became a mother of daughters.

    14） Ordinary life： the plenty and thick of it. Knots tying

    threads to everywhere. The past pushed away， the future left

    unimagined for the sake of the glorious， difficult， passionate¹⁰

    present.

    15） Years and years of this.

    16） The children no longer children. An old man's pain， an

    old man's loneliness.

    17） And then my father too disappeared.

    18） I tried to go home again. I stood at the door to my

    childhood， but it was closed to the public.

    19） One day， on a crowded elevator， everyone's face was younger

    than mine.

    20） So far， so good. The brilliant days and nights are

    breathless in their hurry. We follow， you and I.

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