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:
“The river, right, tumbled into a cove;
But the map dashed the road along the stream
And we dotted man’s fishiest enthymeme
With jellied feet upon understanding love
Of what eyes see not, that nourishes the will:
We were fishers, weren’t we?”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“Summer, this is our flesh,
The body you let mature;
If now while the body is fresh
You take it, shall we give
The heart....”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“The faceless head lay still. I could not run
Or walk, but stood. Alone in the public clearing
This private thing was owned by all the town,
Though never claimed by us within my hearing.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“You are the current of the frozen stream,
Shadow invisible, ambushed and vigilant flame.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“Whether your kindness, mother,
Is mother of silences.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)