Based on the n=1 study that is myself, I would call it "the favourite poem of people who don't like poetry", which is either high praise or the opposite.
Those lines also speak to our times.
Those lines also speak to our times.
Back in like 2005, I got a collection of Yeats' poems. It's a big collection and smells like the previous owner read it while smoking inside. It's been a while since I picked it up, and while there are some other poems I like, very few approach the quality of The Second Coming.