Dorothy Parker

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

Vers Demode - Poem by Dorothy Parker

For one, the amaryllis and the rose;
The poppy, sweet as never lilies are;
The ripen'd vine, that beckons as it blows;
The dancing star.

For one, the trodden rosemary and rue;
The bowl, dipt ever in the purple stream
And, for the other one, a fairer due-
Sleep, and no dream.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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