Allen Tate
Allen Tate
John Orley Allen Tate, known professionally as Allen Tate, was an American poet, essayist, social commentator, and Poet Laureate from 1943 to 1944...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth19 November 1899
CountryUnited States of America
dying not-afraid
We are afraid that we have not lived. We are not afraid of dying.
loss roots feet
Our loss put six feet under ground Is measured by the magnolia's root; Our gain's the intellectual sound Of death's feet round a weedy tomb.
men forever live-forever
Men cannot live forever But they must die forever....
heart love-is midnight
I say that what one loves is best: The midnight fastness of the heart.
long
Death's long anabasis.
running sunset dark
The dusk runs down the lane driven like hail; Far off a precise whistle is escheat To the dark; and then the towering weak and pale....
country boys venus
Venus knows country matters: country knows Venus: For Love, Dione's boy, was born on the farm.
garden tissues worms
we know our end A packet of worm-seed, a garden of spent tissues.
christmas lying fire
The day's at end and there's nowhere to go, Draw to the fire, even this fire is dying; Get up and once again politely lying Invite the ladies toward the mistletoe....
horse leader faces
Peering, I heard the hooves come down the hill. The posse passed, twelve horse; the leader's face Was worn as limestone on an ancient sill.
mother swimming light
Swimmer of noonday, lean for the perfect dive To the dead Mother's face, whose subtile down You had not seen take amber light alive.
weed good-man plot
Good manners, Madam, are had these days not For your asking, nor mine, nor what-we-used-to-be's. The day is a loud grenade that bursts a smile Of serious weeds in a comic lily plot....
morning clerks world
In the cold morning the rested street stands up To greet the clerk who saunters down the world.
moving men feet
There is a calm for you where men and women Unroll the chill precision of moving feet.