Paul Muldoon is Howard G.B. Clark ’21 Professor at Princea?ton and Poetry Editor of The New Yorker. His eleventh collection of poems, Maggot, will be published next year. (December 2009)

IN THE REVIEW

A Second Hummingbird

Yet another money-man with a finger in the till at Flavor & Fragrance, my own not standing still no less a stance than his, the only grounds for his existence now being to make such rounds and roundelays …

The Loaf

When I put my finger to the hole they’ve cut for a dimmer switch in a wall of plaster stiffened with horsehair it seems I’ve scratched a two-hundred-year-old itch with a pink and a pink and a pinkie-pick. When I put my …

Affairs of State

The lock of hair in a green-lined envelope which was given to me by a woman with whom I planned to elope in the mid-eighties came back, much to my disbelief, as the single rusty leaf like a rivet in a thick hedge of boxwood …