Dorothy Parker

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

Dorothy Parker Poems

121. Daylight Saving 1/13/2003
122. Midnight 1/3/2003
123. Wisdom 1/13/2003
124. Two-Volume Novel 1/13/2003
125. Interior 1/3/2003
126. Little Words 1/3/2003
127. The Veteran 1/13/2003
128. Sanctuary 1/13/2003
129. Condolence 1/13/2003
130. The Red Dress 1/3/2003
131. Charles Dickens 1/13/2003
132. For An Unknown Lady 1/13/2003
133. Rhyme Against Living 1/13/2003
134. The False Friends 1/13/2003
135. Song Of Perfect Propriety 1/3/2003
136. Wail 1/3/2003
137. Braggart 1/13/2003
138. Bric-A-Brac 1/3/2003
139. Ultimatum 1/3/2003
140. The Lady's Reward 1/3/2003
141. Fighting Words 1/13/2003
142. Chant For Dark Hours 1/13/2003
143. Inventory 1/3/2003
144. Alexandre Dumas And His Son 1/13/2003
145. Comment 1/3/2003
146. Lullaby 1/13/2003
147. Verse For A Certain Dog 1/3/2003
148. Symptom Recital 1/13/2003
149. Epitaph For A Darling Lady 1/3/2003
150. After Spanish Proverb 1/13/2003
151. I Know I Have Been Happiest 1/13/2003
152. Ballade Of A Talked-Off Ear 1/13/2003
153. Alfred, Lord Tennyson 1/13/2003
154. De Profundis 1/13/2003
155. Observation 1/3/2003
156. Epitaph 1/13/2003
157. Light Of Love 1/13/2003
158. Inscription For The Ceiling Of A Bedroom 1/3/2003
159. Experience 1/13/2003
160. Cherry White 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.

Read the full of A Very Short Song

August

When my eyes are weeds,
And my lips are petals, spinning
Down the wind that has beginning
Where the crumpled beeches start
In a fringe of salty reeds;
When my arms are elder-bushes,
And the rangy lilac pushes
Upward, upward through my heart;

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