I'm feeling obligated to point out more poetry since this is National Poetry Month. Every once in awhile I'll come across a poem and be utterly transported, but most of the time I guess I don't take the time to be transported.
This is a genre I don't read enough of, and I bet you don't either. That's why National Poetry Month is a good idea. It's a good reminder to step out of the box occasionally. Powell's Blog has a review of a new poetry anthology called World Beat: International Poetry Now, edited by Eliot Weinberger.
This book is a veritable feast. Having said that, I feel compelled to add the obvious observation that not every poem or poet will appeal to every reader, but I feel very strongly that this book contains something of intense pleasure for everyone. Anne Carson. Kamau Brathwaite. Nicanor Parra. Bei Dao. Octavio Paz. How can you go wrong?