I have way too many. However, my go-to answer to this question has been For "Adorable" Adrian Adonis, Unable to Wash the Pink from his Hands, by Colette Arrand, because it's the first poem that made me realize I could like poetry (this was maybe 2.5 years ago):
https://www.biglucks.com/journal/colette-arrand

One I just recently read and really dig is What Things Are Called by Erich Fried, tr. Georg Dapp. I cant find it online so I'll put some pics up on mastodon