Dorothy Parker

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

Dorothy Parker Poems

81. The Dark Girl's Rhyme 1/13/2003
82. Healed 1/13/2003
83. Wail 1/3/2003
84. Threnody 1/3/2003
85. Song Of One Of The Girls 1/13/2003
86. Nocturne 1/13/2003
87. Theory 1/13/2003
88. Philosophy 1/13/2003
89. Midnight 1/3/2003
90. Superfluous Advice 1/13/2003
91. The Veteran 1/13/2003
92. For A Lady Who Must Write Verse 1/13/2003
93. The Satin Dress 1/13/2003
94. Sweet Violets 1/3/2003
95. Oscar Wilde 1/13/2003
96. Neither Bloody Nor Bowed 1/13/2003
97. Transition 1/3/2003
98. Mortal Enemy 1/13/2003
99. Charles Dickens 1/13/2003
100. Landscape 1/3/2003
101. Fable 1/3/2003
102. Rainy Night 1/13/2003
103. The Apple Tree 1/13/2003
104. Now At Liberty 1/13/2003
105. The Flaw In Paganism 1/13/2003
106. Sanctuary 1/13/2003
107. The Danger Of Writing Defiant Verse 1/13/2003
108. I Shall Come Back 1/13/2003
109. Tombstones In The Starlight 1/3/2003
110. Words Of Comfort To Be Scratched On A Mirror 1/3/2003
111. For A Sad Lady 1/13/2003
112. The Little Old Lady In Lavender Silk 1/3/2003
113. From A Letter From Lesbia 1/13/2003
114. Two-Volume Novel 1/13/2003
115. Godspeed 1/13/2003
116. Purposely Ungrammatical Love Song 1/13/2003
117. Verse For A Certain Dog 1/3/2003
118. Interview 1/3/2003
119. Faute De Mieux 1/13/2003
120. Somebody's Song 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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