Poems by Allen Tate
More Sonnets At Christmas I
... Pierced the close net of what I failed: I feared ...
Retroduction to American History
... Now (The bedpost receding in stillness) you brush your teeth ...
The Twelve
... Whose mercy flashed from the sheet lightning's head ...
Sonnets Of The Blood VIII
... Or spiders, eating their loves, hide in the night ...
Red Stains
... red stains Dyed stabbing men, at sea with bloody sails ...
More Sonnets At Christmas
... s ease While the sun squats upon the waveless seas ...
Causerie
... In Christ we have lived, on the flood of Christ borne up, ...
Winter Mask
... V Should the buyer have been beware ...
Stranger
... This is the village where women walk the streets ...
Edges
... And once when we were parting there, ...
Sonnets of the Blood
... s law, Cared little what men thought him, a tall man ...
Sonnets At Christmas II
... Of knowledge, knowing a nightmare has no sound ...
Shadow And Shade
... The black surge, mounting, crash the stone! ...
A Pauper
... . . . and the children's teeth shall be set on edge ...
Unnatural Love
... Outraged her, and put coppers on her eyes ...
