Dorothy Parker

(22 August 1893 - 7 June 1967 / Long Branch / New Jersey)

Autumn Valentine


In May my heart was breaking-
Oh, wide the wound, and deep!
And bitter it beat at waking,
And sore it split in sleep.

And when it came November,
I sought my heart, and sighed,
"Poor thing, do you remember?"
"What heart was that?" it cried.

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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  • Cynthia Buhain-baello (6/29/2009 7:09:00 AM)

    Extreme pain causes amnesia, even for hearts. Like that of soldiers traumatized by war.
    Ms. Parker does a great job at creativity here, with the last line as a surprise. (Report) Reply

  • Donna Golding (6/24/2008 10:48:00 AM)

    'What heart was that, it cried'...the heart in question, the author's, is oblivious to its past. Pain and time has altered its state. The memory that was so painful has been forgotten, or lat least, suppressed. (Report) Reply

  • Gaurav Mittal (7/7/2007 3:56:00 PM)

    I have not understood the last line - ' 'What heart was that? ' it cried. '. Can somebody please explain it to me. (Report) Reply

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