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Completely Subjective: Kerrin McCadden’s “Becca”

Serifs, I say. I like serifs. I like serifs too. They’re stable, constant, waiting, trembling, a boat. Bookends, I like to think, tape stretched thin across all four canvas-sides, quivering under the weight of three layers of oil, three layers of thick piled-on paint. It’s the curl on the end of a lowercase g, the…

Completely Subjective: Charles Simic “Carrying On Like a Crow”

This poem does not have a publication date but first appeared in London review books. Three tidbits that seem relevant in this poem. “What do you know about dark clouds? Ponds full of fallen leaves?” “Flapping your wings from tree to tree and carrying on like a crow” “Old model cars rusting in the driveway”…

Completely Subjective: Kay Ryan’s “Home to Roost”

Published in the May 2003 edition of Poetry magazine, Kay Ryan’s “Home to Roost” has evolved into a poem that has quite a bit of personal meaning for me. Ryan, the 2008 U.S. Poet Laureate and the winner of the 2011 Pulitzer prize for poetry, is known for her spare, compressed verses, and “Home to…