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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“Hide your pink knees from the gaze of other men.
You must be pure—go slow with that home-brew”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“Then one will say, ‘He is not dead, maybe,
Who was mortality’s unshaken lover
Who loved the spring upon the Tennessee,
The hushed fall and, again, the coming clover.’
None will recall, not knowing, the twisted roads
Where the mind wanders till the heart corrodes.”
—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)
“The flies swarmed on the putrid vulva, then
A black tumbling rout would seethe
Of maggots, thick like a torrent in a glen....”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“Therefore with idle hands and head I sit
In late December before the fire’s daze
Punished by crimes of which I would be quit.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)