Richard Sanger says no:
Forcing us poor little ankle-skaters to dress-up and play with the bruisers in the big leagues may sound good but makes no sense. That’s because every poet I know, Canadian or otherwise, is already playing in the big leagues. To suggest anything else is to misunderstand the creative impulse. We already measure our work against the very best, irrespective of where those poems come from and when they were written, and we try to write poems of our own that stand up. On the eclectic, unsegregated bookshelves of our imagination, it’s always been survival of the fittest: Only the best poems have a place on these shelves, and the rest, no matter how worthy, fall by the wayside.