Ten Poets Do Their Bit for the Secret Service

Poets make natural spies. Nondescript these days, they’re subtle and ever-watchful. Shifty in their skins, you might say. They are practised at fleeing and giving pursuit, and quick to reach for a pen (which may conceal a poison dart). Most importantly, they are experts at slipping the grip of rival operatives, at least one of whom is their own dark double…