Poet of the Year

My poet of the year would have to be Wendell Berry and I chose to copy another of her poems which is

A Warning to My Readers:  
Do not think me gentle
because I speak in praise
of gentleness, or elegant
because I honor the grace
that keeps this world. I am
a man crude as any,
gross of speech, intolerant,
stubborn, angry, full
of fits and furies. That I
may have spoken well
at times, is not natural.
A wonder is what it is