A reader tells me:

You’ll be happy to know that our reigning US Poet Laureate is in the pages of Runner’s World this month. She graces the last page, which is always devoted to “I’m a Runner,” an info/bio of someone famous who happens to run.
She may better be remembered as a runner who happens to be Poet Laureate. I certainly hope she’s better on the pavement than on the page.
Here’s some of her running-inspired verse (apparently after encountering a fallen tree on a run one day):
Deferred Silence by Kay Ryan There is a Deferred silence Which only follows A deferred sound. As when an oak falls When no one is around
Yikes. Let’s hope she doesn’t defer her own silence in the future.

I share that hope. Though Ms. Ryan’s production does prompt metaphysical reflections, along the lines: If a poem lands on the back page of a sports magazine when no-one’s around to read it, will it still rhyme?