I basically agree with you Jamie, about Yeats, though some of his later poems seem on the verge of breaking free of clear discursive connection -- Blood and the Moon to give one instance -- the individual sections make sense but there are quite challenging disjunctions between them. It isn't modernism really but there's certainly a mixture of registers.
I like Frost's poems, even if he was (as that bio claimed) an unamiable guy -- but there's a side of him I think I could relate to. Obviously he didn't give a toss about modernism but I don't see him as an aesthetic enemy. Eliot and Pound aren't poets I like to read at all. It's not just about politics, it's also personality. Nevertheless I can see how great their poetry is, I just don't want it in my life much. These of course are completely subjective and pointless remarks, but hey. As I've said before, Ashbery is when 20th century english-language poetry comes to life, for me.
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