Do you really think that there is something "marvellous and difficult" in what you have acheived? Cf. pre-buggy-whip poet Horace's Satries I.10.
Full disclosure: my fave poets include W.S. Graham, J.H. Prynne, Auden, Creeley, Lowell, Koch, O'Hara, Zukofsky, Richard Hugo, Milton, Oppen, Dugan, Pound - and Bunting, whose poems I have just edited and written a book about. This makes me a non-neo, non-quiet mess, I presume.
I read too much, according to my fan mail.