Sylvia Plath

One great piece to know, even if you aren't an enormous fan of her, is Sylvia Plath's "The Colossus". The second half of the poem comes seeming under the influence of the more Imagist female poets, like Amy Lowell and the famous Hilda Doolittle. Plath creates something incredible by mixing her own intense emotionalism with a neo-classical, ancient world setting more typical of other poets.

Here's an excerpt, read it all here:

[...]

A blue sky out of the Oresteia
Arches above us. O father, all by yourself
You are pithy and historical as the Roman Forum.
I open my lunch on a hill of black cypress.
Your fluted bones and acanthine hair are littered

In their old anarchy to the horizon-line.
It would take more than a lightning-stroke
To create such a ruin.
Nights, I squat in the cornucopia
Of your left ear, out of the wind,

Counting the red stars and those of plum-color.
The sun rises under the pillar of your tongue.
My hours are married to shadow.
No longer do I listen for the scrape of a keel
On the blank stones of the landing.