Continuing the theme of distance, wistfulness, memory, loss and regret, and connection across both distance and time, here is a lifelong favourite of mine. Thomas Hardy is surprisingly little known as a poet, though in my opinion is one of the truly great poems of the English Language. Almost all his poetry was written after the end of his long fiction career, and is dominated by themes of remembrance, haunting, regret, and times long past. Each and every one of the nearly one thousand poems he wrote in this later part of life is both a new form unique to itself, and internally and formally consistent to the point of perfection. A true genius.