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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“And then he heard some old forgotten talk
At a short distance like a hundred miles
Filling the air with its secrecy,
And was afraid of all the living air....”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“I myself saw furious with blood
Neoptolemus, at his side the black Atridae,
Hecuba and the hundred daughters, Priam
Cut down, his filth drenching the holy fires.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“I remember your breast does it still lie
Tactual billows in an upper world
Of superior sculpture, whence you hurled
Volcanic innocence and death
Out of the caverns beneath breath?”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“I think that in the swift white mind’s brain
Neurons flash images of a world
Undead and deathless, burgeoning again.
I think that Spring will come this way, unfurled.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“And he who dribbled couplets like a snake
Coiled to a lithe precision in the sun
Is missing.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)