The New Yorker · 20 Jul 2026
“Mice,” by Paul Muldoon
1 You may take my word for their being very nearly as hard to herd as people. Whereas the curlew may “wheep” or “wheeple” depending on the stretch of salt marsh or other harsh terrain from which it happens to hail, a mouse will whisper-wail a single ultrasonic note that resonates through the chthoni
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