To tell the truth, who poets are married to does not matter to me, and I understand the preference for a writer being known for their work rather than who their spouse is. That both submitted poems for Pinsky to consider is okay with me, and that Pinsky selected one from each is fine as well, as both poems , in order of publication, have merit. Poetry is a very small world in the realm of American literary life, filled with minor provinces and minute fiefdoms of specialized interest, and it shouldn't surprise anyone that poets married to one another sometimes wind up on the same pages, if at different times. It is, bottom line, Robert Pinsky's call as Slate poetry editor as to who is published here week to week, and as much as I've often complained and griped about the quality of his selection, I do give him credit for making non-obvious choices more often than not. For Richardson and Roderick being married, I don't feel cheated or impoverished, as I've read a good poem from each writer. This is not a scandal, just an exercise in an editor's taste, which is what Mr.Pinsky is paid to do for Slate.