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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“Then suddenly the noon turns afternoon
And afternoon like an ill-written page
Will fade, until the very stain of light
Gathers in all the venom of the night
The equilibrium of the thirtieth age.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“My darling boy whom I shall never know,
My son, I love you in my deepest fears....”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“For intellect is a mansion where waste is without drain....”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“In a valley late bees with whining gold
Thread summer to the loose ends of sleep....”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“I’ve often wondered why she laughed
On thinking why I wondered so;
It seemed such waste that long white hands
Should touch my hands and let them go.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)