Poems by Paul Muldoon
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Cows
... of cows. They hoist themselves onto their trampolineand steady themselves and straight away divine ...
Holy Thursday
... Of stew, or some thick soup, And settles himself at the next table but one ...
Promises, Promises
... I am with Raleigh, near the Atlantic, ...
Cuba
... 'Those Yankees were touch and go as it was ...
Anseo
... ' I remember the first time he came back ...
The Avenue
... To a snail, our taking each other's hand ...
The Birth
... or 'yellow-poll', not the 'zuizin'Dorothy Aoife Korelitz Muldoon: I watch through floods of tears ...
Tell
... for a Crow, or a Comanche, lancehurled through the Tilley-lit ...
The Frog
... like the juice of freshly squeezed limes, ...
The Sightseers
... and smashed his bicycleand made him sing the Sash and curse the Pope of Rome ...
Truce
... They draw on their last cigarettesAs Friday-night lovers, when it's over, ...
Aisling
... She gives me back a confident All Clear ...
Why Brownlee Left
... The last rig unbroken, his pair of black ...
Pineapples And Pomegranates
... To think that, as a boy of thirteen, I would grapple ...
Immrama
... TB and scarletina, The farm where he was first hired out, ...
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