Allen Tate

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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    Dark accurate plunger down the successive knell
    Of arch on arch, where ogives burst a red
    Reverberance of hail upon the dead
    Thunder like an exploding crucible!
    Allen Tate (1899–1979)

    In the centre of his cage
    The pacing animal
    Surveys the jungle cove
    And slicks his slithering wiles
    To turn the venereal awl
    In the livid wound of love.
    Allen Tate (1899–1979)

    Sing a song of Bethlehem
    Star of all of the Idmen
    Everybody’s Jesus
    Now if never then
    Allen Tate (1899–1979)

    I had kept opaque
    Down deeper than the canyons undersea
    The sullen spectrum of a buried lake
    Nobody saw; not seen even by me....
    Allen Tate (1899–1979)

    It is moot whether there be divinities
    As I finish this play by Webster:
    The street-cars are still running however
    And the katharsis fades in the warm water of a yawn.
    Allen Tate (1899–1979)