“Joy in Service on Rue Tagore”

Well, I’m sorry, but I’ve given up on Paul Muldoon’s new collection Joy in Service on the Rue Tagore. And the reason? Partly because I’ve no idea in terms of what’s going on in most of the poems, but largely because they read as if the poet has sat down with a copy of a … Continue reading “Joy in Service on Rue Tagore” →