I've been reading my complimentary copy with interest, rolling my eyes now and again.
So many good pieces. Of course I noticed the contributor who made a snarky remark about G's funeral.
And the one who didn't get the elementary fact that G didn't think any living poet was his equal, much less his superior.
You may think X or Y writes poetry as well or better than G did, but believe me, G did not agree with you. He knew how good he was.
If he didn't tell you to your face that you were mistaken, that was probably because he was raised to be courteous, especially over meals.
G wrote one fan letter to a poet in his life--to R.S. Thomas, which he later regretted. In any case, RST never received it.
They did correspond later in life, and hoped to read together. It was an enjoyably grumpy correspondence. I've got half of it here.