FWIW--this poem, more than any of the others, gave me a feeling of trust in the writer. There was an easy authority in the voice, and after just the first line or two, I felt like I could relax and enjoy the ride, without waiting anxiously for some awkwardness of meter or language to throw me.
With several of the poems, that was definitely not the case (clumsiness, foolishness, awkwardness abounding). And even in the other poems I liked, there was a sense of having to pause and adjust my approach at certain points, a need to accommodate myself to the poem. I liked them more as I gradually learned how to read them, but there were stumbles along the way. Whereas this one reached out and took me by the hand, and led me cleanly through on a first reading.
Not something I can really articulate more precisely, but I think "trust" is often a key part of our experience (and enjoyment) of certain poems, and it's something we don't really talk about. If you "trust" an author, for whatever intangible reasons, they can get away with a lot. (While if you don't, they can't.)
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