I haven't read these posts yet, but the subject line echoed something I'd been lazily going over in my head: What was the worst really good poem in the English language.
Here are some of the candidates.
Houseman, Epitaph to an Army of Mercenaries
Yeats, And Irish Airman Forsees His Death
Yeats, Easter 1916
Kipling, White Man's Burden
Rochester, Song of a Young Lady to Her Ancient Lover
Cowper, The Castaway
Jonson, To Penshurst
Newbold, Vitai Lampada
Perhaps Cowper, The Castaway
There are possibly other candidates. Aggressively beautiful poems which, in some way, are rotten at their core.
An possibly, Eliot, Portrait of a Lady
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Subject: The Love Song of T.S. Eliot and Emily Hale
Based on the "From the Archives" in the title we probably have already seen this account of Eliot's visit to Emily Hale at Scripps College. It looks like Scripps wanted to add a bit of romance to their website on Valentine's Day.
From the Archives: The Love Song of T.S. Eliot and Emily Hale
By Joseph Maddrey
February 14, 2018
Scripps College (The Women's College)