So the poet, who wants to be something that he cannot be, and is a failure in plain life, makes up fictitious… — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
Poets are mysterious, but a poet when all is said is not much more mysterious than a banker. — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
POET If not in a place, where are the People weeping? LIBERAL They creep weeping in the face, not place. POET Is… — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
Poets, in their way, are practical men; they are interested in results. — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
In a manner of speaking, the poem is its own knower, neither poet nor reader knowing anything that the poem says apart… — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
According to its doctors, my one intransigent desire is to have been a Confederate general, and because I could not or would… — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
The poet is he who fights on the passionate Side and whoever loses he wins; when he Is defeated it is hard… — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
So the poet, who wants to be something that he cannot be, and is a failure in plain life, makes up fictitious versions of… — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
The mission for the day is to encourage students to think beyond traditional career opportunities, prepare for future careers and entrance into the workplace. — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
There is a calm for you where men and women Unroll the chill precision of moving feet. — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
What is the flesh and blood compounded ofBut a few moments in the life of time?This prowling of the cells, litigious love,Wears the long… — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
In an age of abstract experience, fornication Is self-expression, adjunct to Christian euphoria, And whores become delinquents; delinquents, patients; Patients, wards of society. Whores,… — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
With spring the father-sky remakes the world: The male shower has flowed into the bride, Earth's body; then shifted through sky and sea and… — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
Walk in this faithless grass with studious tread, Lest mice, weasels, germane beasts, too soon The tall hat and eyes, the fierce feet, for… — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
Punctilious abyss, the yawn of space Come once a day to suffocate the sight. — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
There is probably nothing wrong with art for art's sake if we take the phrase seriously, and not take it to mean the kind… — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
