"The Reader" A wonderful poem! Describes an older woman re-reading novels she had read earlier in her life as a younger girl. It raises the interesting question of what happens within our consciousness as we re-read any novel, and return to meet the characters we became acquainted with earlier our own lives. I like Wilbur's line: "She sees their first and final selves at once,/ As a god might to whom all time is now." Later he writes, "But the true wonder of it is that she,/ For all that she may know of the consequences,/ Still turns enchanted to the next bright page/ Like some Natasha in the ballroom door--/ Caught in the flow of things wherever bound,/ The blind delight of being, ready still/ To enter life on life and see them through.
WILBUR READING HIS OWN POEMS
BACKGROUND ON THE POET
BOOK REVIEWS OF COLECTED POEMS 1943-2004
http://www.newyorker.com/archive/2004/11/22/041122crbo_books (EXCELLENT REVIEW)
RICHARD WILBUR FORUM