What is ironic about this excerpt from "poetry" by marianne moore? reading it, however, with a perfect contempt for it, one
discovers in
it after all, a place for the genuine.

Which effect does the author achieve through the story's setting? rain pelted the window of the apartment, which was empty except for one person: randel. he had been setting in his easy chair with a book on his lap for an hour but hadn't read a single word. he listened to the rain. he looked at the empty cubbyhole here she would always put her shoes, which now sat empty. he signed.