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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“I thought I heard the dark pounding its head
On a rock, crying: Who are the dead?”
—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)
“Silent, I lost the muse. Return, Apollo!
Tomorrow let loveless, let lover tomorrow make love.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“Heredity
Proposes love, love exacts language, and we lack
Language. When shall we speak again? When shall
The sparrow dusting the gutter sing? When shall
This drift with silence meet the sun? When shall I wake?”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“By the roadside a hideous carrion, quivering
On a clean bed of pebbly clay,
Her legs flexed in the air like a courtesan,
Burning and sweating venomously,
Calmly exposed its belly, ironic and wan,
Clamorous with foul ecstasy.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)