1 Anders Carlson-Wee: Brilliant, empathic poem, “How-To,” published in The Nation—then a mob ends his career.

2 Stephanie Burt: Harvard professor and Nation poetry editor publishes Carlson-Wee—caves to the mob.

3 Carmen Giminez-Smith: Nation co-editor, with Burt, apologizes for “disparaging and ableist language” giving “offense,” “harm,” and “pain” to “several communities.”

4 Grace Schulman: Former Nation poetry editor: “never once did we apologize for publishing a poem.”

5 Patricia Smith: Runner-up for the Pulitzer Prize in 2018, a slam poet champion, leads Twitter outrage which greets Carlson-Wee’s Nation poem.

6 Ben Mazer: Selected Poems out, discovering unpublished Delmore Schwartz material for Library of America.

7 Rupi Kaur: Milk and Honey, her debut self-published book of viral Instagram ‘I’m OK, you’re OK’ verse, has put a young woman from Toronto on top of the poetry popularity heap.

8 Tyler Knott Gregson: NY Times pointed out this Instagram poet’s first collection of poetry was a national bestseller.

9 Christopher Poindexter: This Instagram poet has been compared to Shakespeare by Huffpost. (He’s nothing like Shakespeare.)

10 Nikita Gill: Probably the best of the feminist Instagram poets.

11 Yrsa Daley-Ward: Her Instapoetry memoir, The Terrible, was praised by Katy Waldman in the New Yorker.

12 Marilyn Chin: Her New and Selected (Norton) this October contains her famous poem, “How I Got That Name.”

13 Frank Bidart: Awarded 2018 Pulitzer for his Collected Poems.

14 William Logan: New prose book: Dickinson’s Nerves, Frost’s Woods. New book of poems, Rift of Light, proves again his formal verse is perhaps the best poetry published today.

15 Kevin Young: New New Yorker poetry editor.

16 Evie Shockley: Was on short list for the 2018 Pulitzer Prize in Poetry.

17 David Lehman: Series editor for Best American Poetry since 1988—30 years.

18 Linda Ashok: Poet (Whorelight), songwriter (“Beautiful Scar”) and champion of Indian poetry in English.

19 Derrick Michael Hudson: Who still remembers this “Chinese” BAP poet?

20. Dana Gioia: Guest editor of Lehman’s Best American Poetry 2018.

21 Akhil Katyal: “Is Mumbai still standing by the sea?”

22 Urvashi Bahuguna: “Girl kisses/some other boy. Girl wishes/It was Boy.”

23 Jeet Thayil: “you don’t want to hear her say,/Why, why did you not look after me?”

24 Sridala Swami: Jorge Louis Borges of English Indian poetry.

25 Adil Jussawalla: Born in Mumbai in 1940, another Anglo-Indian poet ignored in the U.S.

26 Rochelle D’Silva:  Indian slam poet who writes in English.

27 Billy Collins: Pajama and Slippers school of poetry. And nothing wrong with that at all.

28 W.S. Merwin: One of the few living major poets born in the 20s (goodbye Ashbery, Hall).

29 Valerie Macon: Quickly relieved of her NC poet laureate duties because of her lack of creds.

30 Mary Angela Douglas: a magical bygone spirit who sweetly found her way onto the Internet.

31 Stephen Cole: Who is this wonderful, prolific lyric poet? The daily Facebook fix.

32 Sophia Naz: “Deviants and dervishes of the river/lie down the length of her”

33 Rochelle Potkar: “But can I run away from the one cell that is the whole Self?”

34 Helen Vendler: No one finally cares what non-poets say about poetry.

35 Huzaifa Pandit: “Bear the drought of good poems a little longer”

36 N Ravi Shankar: “a toy train in a full moon night”

37 Sharon Olds: Like Edna Millay, a somewhat famous outsider, better than the men.

38 Nabina Das: “the familiar ant crawling up”

39 Kaveh Akbar: “the same paradise/where dead lab rats go.”

40 Terrance Hayes: “I love poems more than/money and pussy.”

41 Dan Sociu: Plain-spoken, rapturous voice of Romania

42 Glyn Maxwell: Editor of Derek Walcott’s poems— The Poetry of Derek Walcott 1948-2013

43 Arjun Rajendran:  Indian poet in English who writes sassy, seductive poems.

44 A.E. Stallings: With Logan, and a few others, the Formalist torch.

45 Patricia Lockwood: Subsiding from viral into respectability.

46 Marjorie Perloff: An old-fashioned, shaming of NYU professor Avital Ronell in the Nimrod Reitman case.

47 Daipayan Nair: Great love and sex poet of India

48 Shohreh Laici: Proud young voice of restless, poetic Iran

49 Smita Sahay: “You flowed down the blue bus/into a brown puddle/below the yellow lamp post/and hung there”

50 Mary Oliver: An early fan of Edna St. Vincent Millay, she assisted Edna’s sister, Norma, in assembling the great poet’s work.

51 Natasha Trethewey: Former U.S. laureate, her New and Selected favored to win National Book Award this year.

52 Anand Thakore: “a single tusk/White as a quarter-moon in mid-July,/Before the coming of a cloud.”

53 Carl Dennis: Author of the poem, “The God Who Loves You.”

54 Tony Hoagland: Today’s Robert Bly.

55 Meera Nair: “I live in a house/Someone else has loved in”

56 Fanny Howe: “Eons of lily-building/emerged in the one flower.”

57 Rita Dove: Won Pulitzer in 1987. Her The Penguin Anthology of 20th Century American Poetry (2011) was panned by Vendler and Perloff.

58 Diana Khoi Nguyen: Poet and multimedia artist studying for a PhD in Creative Writing.

59 Matthew Zapruder: Poetry editor of the New York Times magazine since 2016.

60 Jenny Xie: “I pull apart the evening with a fork.”

61 Mary Jo Bang: Chair of the National Book Award judges.

62 Jim Behrle: Hates David Lehman’s Best American Poetry series and “rhyme schemes.”

63 Semeen Ali: “diverting your attention/for a minute/contains my life/my undisclosed life”

64 George Bilgere: Ohio’s slightly more sophisticated Billy Collins.

65 Aishwarya Iyer: “When rain goes where will you find/The breath lost to the coming of love?”

66 Sukrita Kumar: “Flames are messengers/Carrying the known/To the unknown”

67 Sushmita Gupta: “So detached, so solid, so just, so pure. A glory unbeholden, never seen or met before.”

68 Merryn Juliette: “before your body knows the earth”

69 John Cooper Clarke: “The fucking clocks are fucking wrong/The fucking days are fucking long”

70 Justin Phillip Reed: His book (2018) is Indecency.

71 Cathy Park Hong: Her 2014 essay, “Delusions of Whiteness in the Avant-Garde,” rules our era. The avant-garde is no longer automatically cool.

72 Carolyn Forche:  “No one finds/ you no one ever finds you.”

73 Zachary Bos: “The sun like a boat drowns.”

74 Bob Dylan: “You could have done better but I don’t mind”

75 Kanye West: The musical guest when SNL open its 44th season September 29th

76 Raquel Salas Rivera: “i shall invoke the shell petrified by shadows”

77 Jennifer Reeser: Indigenous, her new collection, will be available soon.

78 Forrest Gander: Be With from New Directions is his latest book.

79 Arun Sagar: “through glass and rain./Each way out/is worthy, each way leads/to clarity and mist,/and music.”

80 Joanna Valente: “Master said I am too anti-social.”

81 Richard Howard: Like Merwin, an American treasure, born in the 1920s.

82 J.Michael Martinez: Museum of the Americas on 2018 National Book Award longlist.

83 Amber Tamblyn: The actress/poet’s dad does the amazing flips in the movie West Side Story.

84 Paul Rowe: Stunning translation of Cesario Verde’s “O Sentimento dum Ocidental.”

85 Jill Bialosky: Norton editor caught plagiarizing by William Logan

86 Robert Pinsky: Editor of the 25 year anniversary edition of Best American Poetry in 2013.

87 Philip Nikolayev: Poet, linguist, philosopher: One Great Line theory of poetry is recent.

88 Ada Limón: The poet lives in New York, California, and Kentucky.

89 Rae Armantrout: Her poems examine, in her words, “a lot of largely unexamined baggage.”

90 Alex Dimitrov: “I want even the bad things to do over.”

91 Sam Sax: “Prayer for the Mutilated World” in September Poetry.

92 Danielle Georges: “You should be called beacon. You should be called flame.”

93 Stephen Sturgeon: “These errors are correct.”

94 Hieu Minh Nguyen: “Maybe he meant the city beyond the window.”

95 Richard Blanco: presidents, presidents, presidents.

96 Kent Johnson: His magazine Dispatches from the Poetry Wars continues the fight against poetry as commodity/career choice.

97 Parish Tiwari: “between falling rain/and loneliness…/the song/that once was ours”

98 Eliana Vanessa: Rrrrr. Lyric internet poet of the Tooth, Death, Love, Sex and Claw school.

99 Rachel Custer: Best known poem is “How I Am Like Donald Trump”

100 Jos Charles: “wen abeyance/accidentlie”





  1. maryangeladouglas said,

    September 19, 2018 at 4:23 pm

    Thank you Thomas.What a beautiful thing to say.


    maybe holy angels then inspired us

    building up our defenses of beauty

    against the cruelties lapping at our door

    this was what the grownups called playing.

    with all conceivable blocks we built the playhouse

    the one we would live in evermore

    when the storms came battering

    the trick or treat scares,

    silos for the candy corn.

    Ive thought a lot about it

    how the green trees made our grove

    long after the leaves, even the trees

    were felled.

    and how the wishing wells in the picture books

    looked so realistic

    we believed in so much then.

    now I think of little children

    little children in school

    day by day forced to call it the environment

    when for us it was the faery woods.

    what is gained I wonder

    stripping the branches bare of the gold leaf

    the veins of gold, the ramifications

    and the ramparts too

    of invisible kingdoms.

    the jeweled way of measuring the worlds.

    mary angela douglas 19 september2018

  2. maryangeladouglas said,

    September 19, 2018 at 4:34 pm

    The beautiful thing about Valerie Macon is she just sailed through all the sudden barnyard infighting that made it too uncomfortable for her to stay and just kept writing better and better poetry. I am still amazed by the miracle and kindness of her example. Plus her poems are really good. Just as they were then. She is an incredible person.

  3. Desdi said,

    September 20, 2018 at 5:39 pm

    #69 John Cooper Clarke:

    He should use the word “fucking” a bit more.
    Only 4 of 12 words in the sample text were “fucking”.
    That is poetic, yes . . . but obviously not poetic enough. Next!

  4. maryangeladouglas said,

    September 22, 2018 at 1:05 pm


    maybe we will write again with the golden fountain pens
    we got one Christmas
    on fine tea coloured parchment as on clouds

    the mysterious rays of light falling down
    as we fell in rings o roseys to the ground
    when poetry was still allowed

    and fairy tales recounted
    in swan whisperings, enchantments of the Rose.

    and we will write all birthday crowned of those
    and maypole streaming of what we found
    in the school Lost and Found

    in the square dances on the early stages
    dear Virginia reels,and folkloric ones too
    when our favorite costume was the gipsy skirt

    (or the pink tutu)

    the peasant blouse, embroidered
    the lustrous dime store beads
    in many colours rivaling Joseph’s coat.

    in particolored ways we wandered
    and strawberry sundaed afternoons
    a little confused thinking

    shouldn’t sundaes be consumed on Sundays
    and why are Hush Puppies edible, and yet shoes?
    till we found our language all apricot filling filled

    bursting at the seams with cherries
    and Disney kingdoms.

    I’ll dial you up on the red plastic phone
    that Mickey’s voice came through on
    or Donald, or Pluto

    and we’ll be Mouseketeers again
    loyal to the end
    counting our red gold pennies for the pilgrimage

    to the pink and blue castles

    I won’t say everything was perfect then
    but in imagination world’s fairs and all
    it really was spectacular

    and all of it in living colour.
    living stereo

    mary angela douglas september 22 2018

  5. mozela9 said,

    October 2, 2018 at 10:08 pm

    state of amurikan poetry? no mystery,. no magic, no music- is this a list of 100 poets? typical- disgusting

    • thomasbrady said,

      October 3, 2018 at 1:47 pm

      Hot 100 is a snapshot of ‘who is being talked about’ mixed in with poets who we think are good and deserve more attention. You are free to offer current poets/poems you think are good. Thanks.

  6. maryangeladouglas said,

    October 3, 2018 at 8:02 pm


    how can roses bloom in a thicket of lies
    the townspeople never asked
    the ones who kept her legend alive,

    the Princess Aurora.
    sleep where there is no dawn
    but empires poorly run

    the evil fairy screamed.

    dream, though the world
    seems a nightmare.
    this small children knew

    and they grew up
    to know it even more.
    and closed their ears in school

    when errant teachers droned
    dream is an insubstantial verb,
    what can you do when every word’s ill spun

    that’s bright and winged and wants to sing
    is shot down;then the fogs roll in
    and misanthropes hold sway

    who think they own the day
    and put the Sun in chains.
    and tell you how to

    rearrange the furniture of your Soul.
    I don’t care how many naysayers say
    the truth is not the truth

    I’ll never swallow it whole.

    the rose still bloomed in a thicket of lies
    more roses, besides
    and truth, real truth

    can never be undermined.

    mary angela douglas 3 october 2018

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