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Return to the City of White Donkeys: Poems by James Tate avg rating 4.22 — 196 ratings — published 2004 2 editions |
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Selected Poems by James Tate avg rating 4.21 — 160 ratings — published 1991 2 editions |
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Worshipful Company of Fletchers by James Tate avg rating 4.09 — 160 ratings — published 1995 2 editions |
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Memoir of the Hawk: Poems by James Tate avg rating 4.11 — 104 ratings — published 2001 2 editions |
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Shroud Of The Gnome by James Tate avg rating 4.05 — 93 ratings — published 1997 2 editions |
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The Ghost Soldiers by James Tate avg rating 4.16 — 90 ratings — published 2008 |
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The Lost Pilot by James Tate avg rating 4.41 — 80 ratings — published 1967 4 editions |
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The Oblivion Ha-Ha by James Tate avg rating 4.08 — 50 ratings — published 1970 4 editions |
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Dreams of a Robot Dancing Bee by James Tate avg rating 3.66 — 50 ratings — published 2001 2 editions |
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Distance from Loved Ones by James Tate avg rating 4.31 — 39 ratings — published 1990 2 editions |
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"A Knock On The Door
They ask me if I've ever thought about the end of
the world, and I say, "Come in, come in, let me
give you some lunch, for God's sake." After a few
bites it's the afterlife they want to talk about.
"Ouch," I say, "did you see that grape leaf
skeletonizer?" Then they're talking about
redemption and the chosen few sitting right by
His side. "Doing what?" I ask. "Just sitting?" I
am surrounded by burned up zombies. "Let's
have some lemon chiffon pie I bought yesterday
at the 3 Dog Bakery." But they want to talk about
my soul. I'm getting drowsy and see butterflies
everywhere. "Would you gentlemen like to take a
nap, I know I would." They stand and back away
from me, out the door, walking toward my
neighbors, a black cloud over their heads and
they see nothing without end. "
— James Tate
They ask me if I've ever thought about the end of
the world, and I say, "Come in, come in, let me
give you some lunch, for God's sake." After a few
bites it's the afterlife they want to talk about.
"Ouch," I say, "did you see that grape leaf
skeletonizer?" Then they're talking about
redemption and the chosen few sitting right by
His side. "Doing what?" I ask. "Just sitting?" I
am surrounded by burned up zombies. "Let's
have some lemon chiffon pie I bought yesterday
at the 3 Dog Bakery." But they want to talk about
my soul. I'm getting drowsy and see butterflies
everywhere. "Would you gentlemen like to take a
nap, I know I would." They stand and back away
from me, out the door, walking toward my
neighbors, a black cloud over their heads and
they see nothing without end. "
— James Tate
"Jesus got up one day a little later than usual. He had been dreaming so deep there was nothing left in his head. What was it? A nightmare, dead bodies walking all around him, eyes rolled back, skin falling off. But he wasn't afraid of that. It was a beautiful day. How 'bout some coffee? Don't mind if I do. Take a little ride on my donkey, I love that donkey. Hell, I love everybody."
— James Tate
— James Tate
