Caribou

A powerfully moving meditation on life and the beyond, from one of our finest American poetsCharles Wright's truth-the truth of nature, of man's yearning for the divine, of aging-is at the heart of the renowned poet's latest collection, Caribou. This is an elegy to transient beauty, a song for the "e;stepchild hour, / belonging to neither the light nor dark, / The hour of disappearing things,"e; and an expression of Wright's restless questing for a reality beyond the one before our eyes ("e;We are all going into a world of dark . . . It's okay. That's where the secrets are, / The big ones, the ones too tall to tell"e;). Caribou's strength is in its quiet, wry profundity. "e;It's good to be here,"e; Wright tells us. "e;It's good to be where the world's quiescent, and reminiscent."e; And to be here-in the pages of this stirring collection-is more than good; Caribou is another remarkable gift from the poet around whose influence "e;the whole world seems to orbit in a kind of meditative, slow circle"e; (Poetry).