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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.

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Allen Tate
Age: 79 †
Born: 1899
Born: November 19
Died: 1979
Died: February 9
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Literary Critic
Poet
University Teacher
Writer
Winchester
Kentucky
John Orley Allen Tate
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Geneticists
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