On Contempt: I Want to Be Liked.

The author states that his admiration to poems that dare him not to be there, poems that fail to notice him or poems that even actively deride him. He believes that there is a situational, architectural truth to Emily Dickison's poetry as entirely its own thing, existing on its own terms. He states that he wants a poem that is radically present with itself, creates its own landscape, seems to shut him out as a reader in the best, most charitable way.