Well, picking two out of your list at random, Mark, what about Empson's "Missing Dates"?
 
(And how do you manage to transform him into a jellup-supping plantationer?  Well, actually, I can see quite well how you manage that segue. <g>)
 
And Ransom -- maybe this is a UK thing, but I reserve my most acute venom directed at the New Formalists for the way they seem to manage to wtite him out out history and replace him with The Later Auden.
 
I wouldn't go to the stake for the New Agrarians as a whole, but I'd put at least five poems by John Crowe Ransome in my Ideal Anthology.
 
Starting with "The Equlibrists" and working down through "Captain Carpenter" to "The Blue Girl".
 
And as to Empson, at least he wasn't writing tight-arsed verbally circumscribed lyrics of the kind the Birk so precisely characterised in an earlier post.
 
Empson is one of my heroes.
 
(As if it wasn't obvious.  <g>)
 
Robin
 
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It was shit, but immensely popular (as poetry goes) in the US. He, late Eliot, and a contingent of southern writers (Cleanth Brooks, Empson, Robert Penn Warren, John Crowe Ransom), some others, and of course Frost, were the vanguard of the counter-revolution. Given the US, it's hard not to see this as a turning away from decadent Europe toward the value of transparency.

Best,

Mark

At 09:50 AM 3/8/2010, you wrote:
But most of the later (post-1939) Auden *was (with exceptions) purely shit, surely, Mark?
 
He got crucified across the language barrio.
 
Robin
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Agreed, across the board. I haven't been able to explain to myself why English language poetries should have experienced this rejection of modernism. Blaming, for instance, the prestige of Eliot or Auden in their neoclassical dotages seems to beg the question. At the heart of it there seems to be a deep fear of instabilities of meaning and appearance.

Best,

Mark

At 07:20 AM 3/8/2010, you wrote:
Hi Mark

This is my last word on this 'cause then I'm off.

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