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Milkweed And Monarch

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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-
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Andrea Holland 01 February 2018

This is titled incorrectly - this poem is Milkweed and Monarch, not Gathering Mushrooms - both are by Muldoon but need amending!

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Gathering mushrooms enjoyed as a good poem.

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William Keckler 29 December 2005

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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