Wilbur was a words-smith extraordinaire, and I have a special fondness for his writing. At a time when lesser poets were beating the drum for free-form modernism, he was quietly perfecting the formal approach with its intricate rhymes and traditional structures. All this served up with wit and elegance.
The next time you are at the butcher’s counter, give a thought to where your food comes from, what it required of the fully committed people who get it to your table.
