What is "reread"

Usage examples of "reread".

Therefore, we must add to the silent multiple permutations of the authorial selves one more: Kundera as self-inscribed reader who rewrites as he rereads, sending us back to the initial query.

All the while he is trying to understand Eccles he is rereading this word, trying to see where it breaks, wondering if it can be pronounced.

Gytha learned to play the gusli Sadko had given her for a wedding present, read and reread all the books in the corner room and bought more to go with them, rode out with Gleb and his household on hunting, hawking and fishing expeditions, and worked at her embroidery.

She stared at the map for the longest time, studying the little red star, reading and rereading the directions that took her from the door of her pawnshop to the door of his six-bedroom house in a protected cul de sac.

I read and reread the descriptions of papulosquamous erythematous pruritic vesicular eruptions.

She flipped pages, rereading marginalia on Jennifer Gould with a burgeoning sense of unease.

More than one hundred crew members and thirty actors and extras tested lights, oiled dollies, adjusted hydraulic lifts, plugged in cables, mounted film magazines, prefocused cameras, took light readings, positioned microphones and read and reread scripts.

Bhatterji found in mentoring likely young lads, or that Corrigan found in rereading a favorite old text, or that Ratline found when he shut himself alone inside his rooms.

I had reread everything written in the newspaper about the unsolved murders of Roe Tierney and Tom Hutchin-son.

Presently Rowena returned, all ablush with joyous excitement, and begged for a rereading of the letter.

I spent January reading and rereading it, partly out of envy, because there it was, in cold print between hard covers, the same place, the same people, some of the same doctors, including a thinly disguised Bolshakov, in a nonfictional memoir that was distinctly Chekhovian, and, despite being deliberately oversimplified or nonarch in style, was greatly readable.

Then I went back into my study and reread the Munchausen articles a couple of times over, hoping to pick up something-some clinical cue that I might have missed.

I avoided going into the Stomatological Clinic for fear of running into Varya, I reread the letter, and it struck me that Sanya had never written me such letters.

She pulled the curtain, closing herself in, then reread the passage Amy Travers had marked off.

She rereads The Great Gatsby every few years, always gleaning something new from it.