Dorothy Parker

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

Sight - Poem by Dorothy Parker

Unseemly are the open eyes
That watch the midnight sheep,
That look upon the secret skies
Nor close, abashed, in sleep;

That see the dawn drag in, unbidden,
To birth another day-
Oh, better far their gaze were hidden
Below the decent clay.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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