For Paul Muldoon
It had been badly shot.
While he was plucking it
he found, he says, the voice box -
like a flute stop
in the broken windpipe -
and blew upon it
his own small widgeon cries.
The sign of a great poet: writing a poem about widgeons, and not making them rhyme with pigeons.
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