More poetry from The Atlantic Monthly.

Also by Glyn Maxwell:
Poem in Blank Rhyme (1991)

From Atlantic Unbound:

Interview: "Breath and Daylight" (June 14, 2001)
A conversation with Glyn Maxwell. By John DeStefano

The Atlantic Monthly | January 1992

by Glyn Maxwell
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"Your name is Rumpelstiltskin!" cried
The Queen. "It's not," he lied. "I lied
The time you heard me say it was."
"I never heard you. It's a guess,"

She lied. He lied: "My name is Zed."
She told the truth: "You're turning red,
Zed." He said: "That's not my name!"
"You're turning red, though, all the same."

"Liar!" he cried: "I'm turning blue."
And this was absolutely true.
And then he tore himself in two,
As liars tend to have to do.

Copyright © 1992 by Glyn Maxwell. All rights reserved. The Atlantic Monthly; January 1992; Rumpelstiltskin; Volume 269, No. 1; page 89.