Allen Tate
John Orley Allen Tate (November 19, 1899 – February 9, 1979) was an American poet, essayist, social commentator, and Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress from 1943 to 1944.
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Famous quotes by allen tate:
“Then one will say, ‘He is not dead, maybe,
Who was mortality’s unshaken lover
Who loved the spring upon the Tennessee,
The hushed fall and, again, the coming clover.’
None will recall, not knowing, the twisted roads
Where the mind wanders till the heart corrodes.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“This is the man who classified the bits
Of his friends’ hells into a pigeonhole—
He hung each disparate anguish on the spits
Parboiled and roasted in his own withering soul.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“With spring the father-sky remakes the world:
The male shower has flowed into the bride,
Earth’s body; then shifted through sky and sea and land
To touch the quickening child in her deep side.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“I cannot yet begin to understand
Why we are proud that an ancestor knew
The crazy Poe, who was not of our kind
Bats in the belfry that round and round flew
In vapors not quite wholesome for the mind.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“The dusk runs down the lane driven like hail;
Far off a precise whistle is escheat
To the dark; and then the towering weak and pale....”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)