Allen Tate Quotes
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Allen Tate Famous Quotes & Sayings
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Last night I fled until I came
To streets where leaking casements dripped
Stale lamplight from the corpse of flame;
A nervous window bled.
To streets where leaking casements dripped
Stale lamplight from the corpse of flame;
A nervous window bled.
The poet is he who fights on the passionate
Side and whoever loses he wins; when he
Is defeated it is hard to say who wins ...
Side and whoever loses he wins; when he
Is defeated it is hard to say who wins ...
Antiquity breached mortality with myths.
Narcissus is vocabulary. Hermes decorates
A cornice on the Third National Bank.
Narcissus is vocabulary. Hermes decorates
A cornice on the Third National Bank.
Dramatic experience is not logical; it may be subdued to the kind of coherence that we indicate when we speak, in criticism, of form.
Row after row with strict impunity
The headstones yield their names to the element,
The wind whirrs without recollection ...
The headstones yield their names to the element,
The wind whirrs without recollection ...
Struck in the wet mire
Four thousand leagues from the ninth buried city
I thought of Troy, what we had built her for.
Four thousand leagues from the ninth buried city
I thought of Troy, what we had built her for.
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.
To the dead Mother's face, whose subtile down
You had not seen take amber light alive.
In a manner of speaking, the poem is its own knower, neither poet nor reader knowing anything that the poem says apart from the words of the poem.
I had kept opaque
Down deeper than the canyons undersea
The sullen spectrum of a buried lake
Nobody saw; not seen even by me ...
Down deeper than the canyons undersea
The sullen spectrum of a buried lake
Nobody saw; not seen even by me ...
How does one happen to write a poem: where does it come from? That is the question asked by the psychologists or the geneticists of poetry.
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.
Is measured by the magnolia's root;
Our gain's the intellectual sound
Of death's feet round a weedy tomb.
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 ...
Far off a precise whistle is escheat
To the dark; and then the towering weak and pale ...
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.
The posse passed, twelve horse; the leader's face
Was worn as limestone on an ancient sill.
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.
In late December before the fire's daze
Punished by crimes of which I would be quit.
The torrent of the reaching shade
Broke shadow into all its parts,
What then had been of shadow made
Found exigence in fits and starts ...
Broke shadow into all its parts,
What then had been of shadow made
Found exigence in fits and starts ...