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another poem from NYRB for poetry month

A Second Hummingbird

Paul Muldoon

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 as mine, to touch
what I’ve come to see
as the raw nerve

in each of us, each
doomed to think himself ever so
slightly behind some curve.

I think every month should be poetry month. I don’t want this to end.


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