Favorite poets

It's been a while since I've seen one of these, but who are your favorite poets?
I've always loved WB Yeats, but I never really read anyone else besides Shakespeare and Eliot.

Ezra Pound because he was redpilled about Jews

Emily Dickinson for her dank ass rhymes.

Jem Casey is the man for me.

Wallace Stevens
Hart Crane
Walt Whitman
John Ashbery

>inb4 Americans

T.S. Eliot because he is the perfect mix of traditional and avant-garde poetry. Also had a noticeable progression over his career so the style never got stale.

>Harold Bloom/10

My top five, in no particular order, would be:
Eliot
Bryant
Yeats
Whitman
Kipling

Yeats, Edward Thomas and William Blake are all in my dank list

>Harold Bloom/10

Blake's paintings should also be considered when mentioning his poetry

Bloom hates Eliot and I've never heard him speak at all on Kipling or Bryant.

Transtromer, Tennyson, Yeats, Pound, Rilke, Whitman, Li Po, Omar Khayyam, Neruda, Dante, Homer to name a few...

Both Kipling and Bryant are included in his 'greatest poems of the english language.' Eliot is too, but probably just out of Bloom's pathetic need to satisfy the 'canon'

Bloom only dislikes Eliot because he (Bloom) is a jew

I know.

I haven't seen that list. Where can I find it?

I don't know, it's a book he wrote. You can probably look up the table of contents on google

That's the name of the book?

No.

Well then what's the name?

...

don't listen to the 'no' guy. The books is literally called 'The Best Poems of the English Language'

Ezra Pound
TS Eliot
Sylvia Plath
Ernst Meister

Rilke
Yeats
Pound

Dickinson
Donne
(Joyce)
Milton

Octavio Paz
George Santayana

"A pint of plain is your only man"

Donne
Blake
Cummings

Eliot
Pound
Yeats
Crane
Stevens
Ashbery
Keats
Rimbaud
Baudelaire
Blake

Ted Hughes
Seamus Heaney

>All theses lists but no one explaining their choice

They write pretty words, what other reason would you have for liking a poet?

Eliot - I think Eliot does a better job than nearly any other poet of forcing the reader into a specific mood and conjuring the exact images he wanted. His variation between highly experimental forms and masterful use of the classic ones.

Bryant - Bryant wrote two of my favorite poems: Thanatopsis and To a Waterfowl. Thanatopsis in particular has a great deal of sentimental value to me.

Yeats and Whitman - Do I even need to explain these two? Their entire bodies of work exemplify excellence and they are objectively two of the best poets of all time.

Kipling - Kipling was the man that inspired my love of poetry. I learned If as a kid in exchange for $5 from my grandma and I've never looked back. His poetry is accessible to the masses (i.e. me as a child) while still being of high enough quality and literary merit that it warrants attention from sophisticated readers as well. He is the perfect poet for introducing anyone to poetry and I'll be forever grateful for my introduction. I know a great deal of his poems by heart.

These

Also:
>John Berryman
>Gerard Manley Hopkins
>Emily Bronte
>John Keats
>Lord Byron

Just stick to reading novels pleb.

I heard a Fly buzz - when I died -
The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in the Air -
Between the Heaves of Storm -

The Eyes around - had wrung them dry -
And Breaths were gathering firm
For that last Onset - when the King
Be witnessed - in the Room -

I willed my Keepsakes - Signed away
What portion of me be
Assignable - and then it was
There interposed a Fly -

With Blue - uncertain - stumbling Buzz -
Between the light - and me -
And then the Windows failed - and then
I could not see to see

The Hollow Men... An all time favorite of mine. I had to write an essay on his writing techniques in high school. Very peculiar man.

I think this one's a little more dank

I taste a liquor never brewed,
From tankards scooped in pearl;
Not all the vats upon the Rhine
Yield such an alcohol!

Inebriate of air am I,
And debauchee of dew,
Reeling, through endless summer days,
From inns of molten blue.

When landlords turn the drunken bee
Out of the foxglove's door,
When butterflies renounce their drams,
I shall but drink the more!

Till seraphs swing their snowy hats,
And saints to windows run,
To see the little tippler
Leaning against the sun!

Danker indeed

Allen Ginsberg

Poems tend to have a much higher ratio of pretty words to dull exposition and plot than novels do, so why would I prefer prose?