Dorothy Parker (22 August 1893 - 7 June 1967 / Long Branch / New Jersey)
Poems by Dorothy Parker : 13 / 189
Anecdote
So silent I when Love was by
He yawned, and turned away;
But Sorrow clings to my apron-strings,
I have so much to say.
Dorothy Parker
Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
Read poems about / on: sorrow, love
Poems by Dorothy Parker : 13 / 189
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There's a poem expressing a similar feeling. A famous Chinese poet named Su Dong Po (also named Su Shi) wrote it in 1095. Here it is (I translate it into English; If you can read Chinese, make sure you read the Chinese version cause it's way much better^_^) :
A Butterfly in Love with a Flower
It is the time of the year
When red petals drift away
While apricots are still small and not sweet
Most willow catkins have been blown away
Yet everywhere the green grass can be seen
Quietly a stream flows through the village
And a pair of swallows forms a lovely scene
Outside a wall of a house
A man walks by
Inside the wall
A fair lady can be heard laughing on a swing
The girl laughs
The man listens
Till the laughter inside the wall finally fades away
The man utters a sigh
The poet remarks
Love irritates and the enchanted people can only sigh