Poetry presupposes that insight is important and I don't think this value has survived the internet. It's generational. Summing up something complex in a pithy statement cuts off discussion, and with it, the narcissistic supply that people call empathy these days.

Auden was a fey sentimentalist, and of poets whose work is relevant today, the other ones mentioned in the article (Larkin, Frost, and I'd add, Blake) should be the first stop.