Dorothy Parker

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

The Veteran - Poem by Dorothy Parker

When I was young and bold and strong,
Oh, right was right, and wrong was wrong!
My plume on high, my flag unfurled,
I rode away to right the world.
"Come out, you dogs, and fight!" said I,
And wept there was but once to die.

But I am old; and good and bad
Are woven in a crazy plaid.
I sit and say, "The world is so;
And he is wise who lets it go.
A battle lost, a battle won-
The difference is small, my son."

Inertia rides and riddles me;
The which is called Philosophy.


Comments about The Veteran by Dorothy Parker

  • Ratnakar Mandlik (3/26/2016 5:14:00 AM)


    Inertia rides and riddles me;
    The which is called Philosophy.
    Amazing expression and it's projection as an inference. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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