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Tate, John Orley Allen    Poet's Biography
Alternate Author Name(s): Tate, Allen
36 poems available by this author


AENEAS AT WASHINGTON    Poem Text    
First Line: I myself saw furious with blood
Subject(s): Aeneas; Mythology - Classical; Washington, D.c.


BATTLE OF MURFREESBORO, 1862-1922    Poem Text    
First Line: He shakes the dust from off his feet
Last Line: And skyscrapers tower in far new york.
Subject(s): American Civil War; Murfreesboro, Battle Of (1862); U.s. - History


BIZARRE    Poem Text    
First Line: Do you remember how last year we walked
Last Line: Their tone is light because they could not be!


BORED TO CHORESIS    Poem Text    
First Line: Inert and in the twilight ... Peace is not hers
Last Line: Choreographic and polynesian.
Subject(s): Boredom; Keats, John (1795-1821); Poetry & Poets; Ennui


CALIDUS JUVENTA?    Poem Text    
First Line: We are afraid that we have not lived
Last Line: In a palsied age.
Subject(s): Life


CUL-DE-SAC    Poem Text    
First Line: God took a crayon in his hand
Last Line: And only god knows what they said.


DEBT    Poem Text    
First Line: A withered silence filled my chest of sorrow
Last Line: Fleeced I the giver, yet am penniless.
Subject(s): Relationships


EDGES    Poem Text    
First Line: I've often wondered why she laughed
Last Line: Beholding what was cavernous.
Subject(s): Relationships


ELEGY FOR EUGENESIS    Poem Text    
First Line: Your death, dear lady, was quite cold
Last Line: As I light this cigarette - and under an inscrutable curse.


ELEGY ON JEFFERSON DAVIS    Poem Text    
First Line: No more the white refulgent streets
Last Line: Orestes fled in night and day.
Subject(s): American Civil War; Confederate States Of America; Consolation; Davis, Jefferson (1808-1889); U.s. - History; Confederacy


EUTHANASIA    Poem Text    
First Line: No more the white refulgent streets
Last Line: A scented sorrow, corseted!
Subject(s): Euthanasia


FAIR CUIRASS SHATTERED    Poem Text    
First Line: One time I thought that sunset's flaming air
Last Line: And laugh to think that you had parried death.


HITCH YOUR WAGON TO A STAR    Poem Text    
First Line: The dull conclave of crows'-footed faces
Last Line: Emptying a smile on redkey, indiana.


HORATIAN EPODE TO THE DUCHESS OF MALFI    Poem Text    
First Line: The stage is about to be swept of corpses
Last Line: And the katharsis fades in the warm water of a yawn.
Subject(s): Webster, John (1580-1625)


INTELLECTUAL DETACHMENT    Poem Text    
First Line: This is the man who classified the bits
Last Line: It turned on him - he's dead. Shall we detest him?
Subject(s): Reason; Intellect; Rationalism; Brain; Mind; Intellectuals


JOHN MILTON    Poem Text    
First Line: Your mind was wrought in cosmic solitude
Last Line: Me not with goodness, but with thundering verse.
Subject(s): Milton, John (1608-1674)


MR. POPE    Poem Text    
First Line: When alexander pope strolled in the city
Subject(s): Poetry & Poets; Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)


NON OMNIS MORIAR    Poem Text    
First Line: I ask you: has the singer sung
Last Line: Death frames the singer and the song.
Subject(s): Death; Dramatists; Ford, John (1586-1639); Marlowe, Christopher (1564-1593); Plays & Playwrights; Poetry & Poets; Dead, The


NUPTIALS    Poem Text    
First Line: When noon-time comes the whistle blows
Last Line: Hauled away.
Subject(s): Marriage; Weddings; Husbands; Wives


ODE TO THE CONFEDERATE DEAD    Poem Text     Recitation by Author
First Line: Row after row with strict impunity
Subject(s): American Civil War; Cemeteries; Confederate States Of America; United States - History; Graveyards; Confederacy


PARTHENIA    Poem Text    
First Line: With pale green hopes and the gay colors flying
Last Line: Scourging the night and gathering the day.
Subject(s): Suicide; Virginity; Vestals


PERIMETERS    Poem Text    
First Line: In the cold morning the rested street stands up
Last Line: There will be staring and drinks without taste.
Subject(s): Marriage; Weddings; Husbands; Wives


RED STAINS    Poem Text    
First Line: In a pyloned desert where the scorpion reigns
Last Line: Her calm steel eyes, her earth-old throat of honey!


SINBAD    Poem Text    
First Line: I sailed too long over that monstered ocean
Last Line: But the roc . . .


SONNETS AT CHRISTMAS: 1    Poem Text    
First Line: This is the day his hour of life draws near
Subject(s): Christmas; Religion; Nativity, The; Theology


SONNETS AT CHRISTMAS: 2    Poem Text    
First Line: Ah, christ, I love you rings to the wild sky
Variant Title(s): "ah Christ, I Love You Rings To The Wild Sky"";
Subject(s): Christmas; Religion; Nativity, The; Theology


STRANGER    Poem Text    
First Line: This is the village where the funeral
Last Line: The night drops down with sullen grace.
Subject(s): Death; Dead, The


SUICIDE    Poem Text    
First Line: I have felt darkness lead me by the hand
Last Line: A light, a twisted thought, a shattered brain.
Subject(s): Suicide


THE FLAPPER    Poem Text    
First Line: All night long the darling daughter squirms
Last Line: The canto amoroso of her hips.
Subject(s): Dancing & Dancers; Youth


THE MEDITERRANEAN    Poem Text    
First Line: Where we went in the boat was a long bay
Subject(s): Mediterranean Sea


THE SCREEN    Poem Text    
First Line: Dusk creeps in the parted shutter
Last Line: I have lived for, a lonely customer.
Subject(s): Death - Animals


THE WOLVES    Poem Text    
First Line: There are wolves in the next room waiting
Subject(s): Wolves


THESE DEATHY LEAVES    Poem Text    
First Line: Though the grey year scatter these deathy leaves
Last Line: With a quick sculpture of a fresh grace.
Subject(s): Leaves; Winter


TO A PRODIGAL OLD MAID    Poem Text    
First Line: Sing now no hymn nor chant a dirge
Last Line: To have come a springtime since.
Subject(s): Spinsters; Old Maids


TRUE BELIEVER    Poem Text    
First Line: Young abdul scorched in fire of a desert sun
Last Line: And drew his scimitar and hacked his bones.


WILLIAM BLAKE    Poem Text    
First Line: Now william pulled the lever down
Last Line: With a lot of psychoanalytic lust.
Subject(s): Blake, William (1757-1827)