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 he who dribbled couplets like a snake
Coiled to a lithe precision in the sun
Is missing.”
—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)
“Is it a new spring star
Within the timing chill,
Talking, or just a mime,
That rises in the blood
Thin Jack-and-Jilling seas
Without the human will?”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“And there is nothing in the eye,
Shut shutter of the mineral man
Who takes the fatherless dark to bed,
The acid sky to the brain-pan;
And calls the crows to peck his head.”
—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)