This poem is endless, the odds against us are endless, our chances of being alive together statistically nonexistent; still we have made it – from Lisel Mueller’s “Alive Together” April is National Poetry Month, so I wanted to squeeze in this review this week. However, I didn’t squeeze in this book. No, I read it over months (years?), coming back and forth to certain poems, picking them up and putting them down to see how they look on different days, in different light. What I […]