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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Famous quotes by allen tate:
“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)
“And spying far away
Upon the Tibetan plain
A limping caravan,
Dive, and exterminate
The Lama, late
Survival of old pain.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“A spade is not a spade, and it is just
That any tremulous twisting of her lips
Should be mere prettiness, or call it grace
The canto amoroso of her hips.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“Of how he loved high laughter and the lonely
Heart, and cursed a dissipated rime
Of weariness in a golden morning, only
To rouse a cold Helen where the dawn distils
Her bewildered beauty on feet-forgotten hills.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)
“the young men who watch us from the curbs:
They hold the glaze of wonder in their stare
Our crooked backs, hands fetid as old herbs,
The tallow eyes, wax face, the foreign hair!”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)