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Milkweed And Monarch
(20 June 1951 / County Armagh / Northern Ireland)

Milkweed And Monarch

Poem By Paul Muldoon

As he knelt by the grave of his mother and father
the taste of dill, or tarragon-
he could barely tell one from the other-

filled his mouth. It seemed as if he might smother.
Why should he be stricken
with grief, not for his mother and father,

but a woman slinking from the fur of a sea-otter
In Portland, Maine, or, yes, Portland, Oregon-
he could barely tell one from the other-

and why should he now savour
the tang of her, her little pickled gherkin,
as he knelt by the grave of his mother and father?

*

He looked about. He remembered her palaver
on how both earth and sky would darken-
'You could barely tell one from the other'-

while the Monarch butterflies passed over
in their milkweed-hunger: 'A wing-beat, some reckon,
may trigger off the mother and father

of all storms, striking your Irish Cliffs of Moher
with the force of a hurricane.'
Then: 'Milkweed and Monarch 'invented' each other.'

*

He looked about. Cow's-parsley in a samovar.
He'd mistaken his mother's name, 'Regan, ' for Anger';
as he knelt by the grave of his mother and father
he could barely tell one from the other.

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This is titled incorrectly - this poem is Milkweed and Monarch, not Gathering Mushrooms - both are by Muldoon but need amending!
Gathering mushrooms enjoyed as a good poem.
I think whoever posted these poems by Muldoon switched titles...'Monarch and Milkweed' seems to be at the head of the poem which should be titled 'Gathering Mushrooms' and vice versa.


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