It’s amazing to have the opportunity to read a poet’s collection of work. In reading through Louise Glück’s “Poems 1962-2012” (Ecco and Farrar, Straus & Giroux), starting in 1962, I found that I loved many. But it wasn’t until I begin reading her book “Ararat” (1990) that I felt that I was reading gold, and that I was reading the current level of writing we all know and love Glück’s work for. While some poems were doggy eared from her earlier years, I found that every poem in “Ararat” was doggy eared and reread at least twice. You can tell the work of mastery and years of hard work.
Indeed, in Dan Chiasson’s post in The New Yorker (November 12, 2012), he writes: