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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“He was the finest of our happy men;
He had all joys, he never thought of death;
He fiddled sometimes with his mind, and then
Shook off the tremor like a nervous wren....”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“The wonder of light is your familiar tale,
Pert wench, down to the nineteenth century:
Mr. Rimbaud the Frenchman’s apostasy
Asserts the argument that you are stale,
Flat and unprofitable, importunate but pale,
Lithe Corpse!”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“Dignity’s the stain
Of mortal sin that knows humility.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“This is the day His hour of life draws near,
Let me get ready from head to foot for it
Most handily with eyes to pick the year
For small feed to reward a feathered wit.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“there’s a kind of lust feeds on itself
Unspoken to, unspeaking; subterranean
As a black river full of eyeless fish
Heavy with spawn; with a passion for time
Longer than the arteries of a cave.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)