and he is at his best profusely--not a costive poet like Eliot, or a cranky/spotty one like Pound--we encounter the very essence of what we mean by poetry, by art and the aesthetic sense.He could not be omitted from any circle of the best without amputating something intrinsic to the idea and practice of poetry itself. That is how strong Yeats is.
from Globe and Mail: The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats
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