a pre-chewed notion of what "confession" might mean. In other words, this poem, astringent rather than bland, declines to flatter a taste for the obvious.
An earlier Simic poem is also candid and, in a quite different way, tells its truth by avoiding--even mocking--formulaic habits of mind:
Further Adventures of Charles Simic
from Robert Pinsky: The Washington Post: Poet's Choice
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