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Saturday, August 02, 2008
Paul Muldoon—celebrated poet, poetry editor at The New Yorker, and Princeton professor—teaches poetry at the Bread Loaf School of English by day, but by night he is a member of Rackett, the “three-car garage band” he founded in 2004 with fellow Princeton English professor (and also a sometime Bread Loaf faculty member) Nigel Smith.
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