Who are your favorite poets?
Mine: Whitman, Stevens, Shakespeare, Keats, Yeats, Rilke, Garcia Lorca, Neruda, Ted Hughes, Ashbery, Ammons, Blake.
Answers:
edgar allen poe
crazy geinus
Theodore Roethke
Pablo Neruda (love love love him)
John Keats
W.B. Yeats
Stephen Dunn
T.S. Eliot
Robert Frost
Philip Larkin
TS Eliot
Neruda
Cesar Vallejo
Octavio Paz
Mary Oliver
Gary Snyder
Robinson Jeffers
Rita Dove
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