Another year, another April, another National Poetry Month—a phrase that many poetry fans, myself included, can utter only with forced cheer. A whole month dedicated to poetry is a nice idea, I’ll admit. But doesn’t poetry deserve more than that? Why limit ourselves to the National—why not think bigger, with an International Poetry Month, a Global Poetry Month, a Universal Poetry Month? Or why not concentrate on poetry that too often escapes notice, with a Local Poetry Month, an Independent-Press Poetry Month, a Poetry in Translation Month, an Uncollected Poetry Month? (If we brainstorm only a few more months, we could have a whole Poetry Year going.) As I noted in this column last year, April is as good a time as any to resist T. S.…