The Best American Poetry 2000 - Best American Poems of The Twentieth Century

Best American Poems of The Twentieth Century

For this book in the series, Lehman, the general editor "invited his 14 past and present guest editors to list their choices for 15 best poems of the century. Most did, but Adrienne Rich refused flat out, and Louise Glück wrote a thoughtful letter, also declining. It said, in part: 'There can't be, I think, the best of the great ... What remains is preference.'"

From the responses Lehman got, he drew up a composite list of 32 poets whose work was nominated by at least two guest editors. In alphabetical order:

  • A. R. Ammons
  • W. H. Auden
  • John Ashbery
  • John Berryman
  • Elizabeth Bishop
  • Gwendolyn Brooks
  • Hart Crane
  • Robert Creeley
  • T. S. Eliot
  • Robert Frost
  • Robert Hayden
  • Langston Hughes
  • Randall Jarrell
  • Kenneth Koch
  • Robert Lowell
  • James Merrill
  • Marianne Moore
  • Frank O'Hara
  • Sylvia Plath
  • Ezra Pound
  • Kenneth Rexroth
  • Edwin Arlington Robinson
  • Theodore Roethke
  • James Schuyler
  • Delmore Schwartz
  • William Stafford
  • Gertrude Stein
  • Wallace Stevens
  • Robert Penn Warren
  • Richard Wilbur
  • William Carlos Williams
  • James Wright

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