Dorothy Parker

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

Dorothy Parker Poems

1. General Review Of The Sex Situation 6/24/2016
2. Poem In The American Manner 12/1/2015
3. Parties: A Hymn Of Hate 3/17/2014
4. The Passionate Freudian To His Love 3/17/2014
5. Thomas Carlyle 1/13/2003
6. Pour Prendre Conge 1/13/2003
7. Prologue To A Saga 1/3/2003
8. Rondeau RedoublÉ 1/13/2003
9. Story Of Mrs. W- 1/13/2003
10. The Immortals 1/13/2003
11. Walter Savage Landor 1/13/2003
12. The Leal 1/13/2003
13. Sonnet On An Alpine Night 1/13/2003
14. Sight 1/13/2003
15. Renunciation 1/13/2003
16. Roundel 1/13/2003
17. The Homebody 1/13/2003
18. The Sea 1/13/2003
19. Reuben's Children 1/13/2003
20. The White Lady 1/13/2003
21. Sonnet For The End Of A Sequence 1/13/2003
22. Requiescat 1/13/2003
23. On Cheating The Fiddler 1/13/2003
24. The Evening Primrose 1/13/2003
25. Ninon De Lenclos, On Her Last Birthday 1/13/2003
26. Of A Woman, Dead Young 1/3/2003
27. George Sand 1/13/2003
28. Iseult Of Brittany 1/13/2003
29. Salome's Dancing-Lesson 1/3/2003
30. Harriet Beecher Stowe 1/13/2003
31. The Thin Edge 1/13/2003
32. There Was One 1/13/2003
33. Victoria 1/13/2003
34. Post-Graduate 1/13/2003
35. The Dramatists 1/13/2003
36. The Willow 1/13/2003
37. Story 1/13/2003
38. Temps Perdu 1/13/2003
39. They Part 1/13/2003
40. Liebestod 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Dorothy Parker

A Very Short Song

Once, when I was young and true,
Someone left me sad-
Broke my brittle heart in two;
And that is very bad.

Love is for unlucky folk,
Love is but a curse.
Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.

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Recurrence

We shall have our little day.
Take my hand and travel still
Round and round the little way,
Up and down the little hill.

It is good to love again;
Scan the renovated skies,
Dip and drive the idling pen,
Sweetly tint the paling lies.

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