Having trawled through Andrew Motion's The Drifted Stream for Audible. Only one poem swam against the tide. This seems to be the hit rate per collection, one good standout poem, often good enough to compensate for the poems that might interest you temporarily but fail to grab the attention.
The poems ranged from Middle English to the mid-twentieth century and were mostly middling. I got the impression that the historical cast helped keep the costs down.
But this poem survives on its own. Maybe it suits my particular appetite at the time.