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:
“Walk in this faithless grass with studious tread,
Lest mice, weasels, germane beasts, too soon
The tall hat and eyes, the fierce feet, for dead
Descry, and fix you prone in their revelling moon.”
—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)
“And if the stage-dark head rehearse
The fifth act of the closing night,
Why, cut it off, piece after piece,
And throw the tough cortex away....”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“trees grope with itch for Spring
go on and itch Trees you don’t know anything”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“because your clamorous blood
Beats an impermanent rest
You think the dead arise
Westward and fabulous:
The dead are those whose lies
Were doors to a narrow house.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)