Dorothy Parker

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

The Searched Soul - Poem by Dorothy Parker

When I consider, pro and con,
What things my love is built upon --
A curly mouth; a sinewed wrist;
A questioning brow; a pretty twist
Of words as old and tried as sin;
A pointed ear; a cloven chin;
Long, tapered limbs; and slanted eyes
Not cold nor kind nor darkly wise --
When so I ponder, here apart,
What shallow boons suffice my heart,
What dust-bound trivia capture me,
I marvel at my normalcy.


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  • Freshman - 511 Points Christian Hudak (6/5/2014 1:12:00 PM)

    I enjoyed this a lot! ! ! Keep writing(:

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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