Dorothy Parker

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

Dorothy Parker Poems

41. Liebestod 1/13/2003
42. Paths 1/13/2003
43. The Searched Soul 1/3/2003
44. Vers Demode 1/13/2003
45. Guinevere At Her Fireside 1/3/2003
46. Prayer For A Prayer 1/13/2003
47. Sonnet For The End Of A Sequence 1/13/2003
48. The Gentlest Lady 1/3/2003
49. The Satin Dress 1/13/2003
50. To Newcastle 1/3/2003
51. The Second Oldest Story 1/13/2003
52. Thought For A Sunshiny Morning 1/13/2003
53. Parable For A Certain Virgin 1/13/2003
54. On Cheating The Fiddler 1/13/2003
55. Prisoner 1/13/2003
56. Prophetic Soul 1/13/2003
57. Testament 1/13/2003
58. Recurrence 1/13/2003
59. D.G. Rossetti 1/3/2003
60. The Thin Edge 1/13/2003
61. Garden-Spot 1/13/2003
62. The Burned Child 1/13/2003
63. Pattern 1/13/2003
64. Mortal Enemy 1/13/2003
65. The Whistling Girl 1/13/2003
66. Summary 1/13/2003
67. The Apple Tree 1/13/2003
68. Reuben's Children 1/13/2003
69. Plea 1/13/2003
70. Surprise 1/3/2003
71. Convalescent 1/13/2003
72. Lines On Reading Too Many Poets 1/13/2003
73. Song In A Minor Key 1/3/2003
74. The Little Old Lady In Lavender Silk 1/3/2003
75. Second Love 1/13/2003
76. Transition 1/3/2003
77. To A Much Too Unfortunate Lady 1/13/2003
78. The Last Question 1/13/2003
79. Godmother 1/13/2003
80. My Own 1/13/2003

Comments about Dorothy Parker

  • Rufina Moor (8/28/2005 6:46:00 PM)

    I adore Dorothy Parker!
    She is one of the most amazing writers and women, with her witty sense of humor and her sarcasm. I love her!

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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.

Read the full of A Very Short Song

Dilemma

If I were mild, and I were sweet,
And laid my heart before your feet,
And took my dearest thoughts to you,
And hailed your easy lies as true;
Were I to murmur "Yes," and then
"How true, my dear," and "Yes," again,
And wear my eyes discreetly down,
And tremble whitely at your frown,
And keep my words unquestioning

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