In the spirit of National Poetry Month, I am featuring three of my poetry anthologies – well, the three poetry anthologies – from my bookshelf. I used to be quite adverse to poetry because I could never get past its fleeting feeling (I definitely never willingly read long poems) and it’s a lot more work to read most poetry than it is to read prose. Yeah, I said it, for all of you who disagree. But by now, in my old [mid-twenties] age, there are a few poems that I enjoy reading over and over again, and most of those few happen to be in American Poetry: The Nineteenth Century, Opened Ground…