Anglophilia is a disease that American poets have struggled with since the days of Poe, but it doesn’t mean that Bunting or Raworth are not great poets with absolute relevancy regardless of where one lives.
“After an age of longing had we missed
Our meeting and the dream, what were the good
Of weaving cloth of words? Were jewelled tales
An opiate meet to quell the malady
Of life unlived? In untried monotone
Were not the earth as vain, and dry, and old,
For thee, O Perfect Light, had I not sought thee?”
Ezra Pound | “Canzon: The Vision”