Dorothy Parker (22 August 1893 - 7 June 1967 / Long Branch / New Jersey)
Poems by Dorothy Parker : 117 / 189
Rhyme Against Living
If wild my breast and sore my pride,
I bask in dreams of suicide;
If cool my heart and high my head,
I think, "How lucky are the dead!"
Dorothy Parker
Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
Read poems about / on: suicide, pride, heart, dream
Poems by Dorothy Parker : 117 / 189
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