I don’t know much about poetry, but I know this: whoever Craig Raine’s poem is about, she will be chuffed.
When you are 22, you are, probably, nobody. Not many 22 year olds are somebody. So to be immortalised in a poem that’s been published in the LRB will be pleasing. It may even be the defining moment in her life.
No doubt some hack is currently trying to track down this girl. The doorstepping will begin. She met a poet at the airport and he wrote about her. Of course, she may not wish to tell this to the hack but: being immortalised in art, playing the muse, is many a young girl’s wish.
People will be angry about this poem, but why? The girl is no doubt happy, the poet is happy. So why deny this moment of glory. Ignore the angry feminists: they, too, will want to be immortalised one day.