Anthologies and granfalloons

There's nowt more fun than a poetry barney, especially between male poets, who are, in my experience, generally touchier, cattier and more easily wounded than the female variety, and this one on Todd Swift's blog, about a recent anthology, addresses interesting questions of identity; how does someone get to be "British"? But I think the underlying question is rather about what anthologies should be for, and whether there was any point at all in the criteria for this one.

To reprise the quote f...