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Afternoon

Rating: 3.4

When I am old, and comforted,
And done with this desire,
With Memory to share my bed
And Peace to share my fire,

I'll comb my hair in scalloped bands
Beneath my laundered cap,
And watch my cool and fragile hands
Lie light upon my lap.

And I will have a sprigged gown
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dale Ziegler 28 September 2009

You'll find this lovely poem is more meaningful when you've reached 85, as I have.

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Derya T. Samsa 08 January 2009

How beautifully cruel. Like a dark grin.

8 6 Reply
Bhanu Padmo 15 August 2012

simple, lucid and emotive.

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Cynthia Buhain-baello 29 December 2009

Appropriate title, witty humor but weighty wisdom here.

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John Richter 21 October 2014

What a beautiful poem about aging and loss. I think Ms Parker must be every man's poet for I have yet to find any emotion she ever portrayed that did not match my own...

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Sylvia Frances Chan 06 July 2018

THREE: Great Congratulations for the family and offspring of the honorable Dorothy Parker. For the vote a myriad of 10's. This is truly a true POEM, serious and yet I am laughing sardonically in the end, because of her subtile humor. Genius! Thank you so much Poem Hunter Team to have chosen this as TCPOTD.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 06 July 2018

TWO: those blessed years Were further than they be! Loveliest, very touching and yet with a tint of irony, typical for the poetess, but so very uplifting to read and....I have read a truly CLASSIC and CLASSY Poem. Such an excellent choice of POEM HUNTER and TEAM to choose this mesmerizing poem as CLASSIC POEM OF THE DAY!

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Sylvia Frances Chan 06 July 2018

ONE: Such a most beautiful poem about being old. This poem is truly unique! It starts immediately with the title AFTERNOON, this is meant metaphorically, afternoon and not morning, and such loveliest sweet end rhymes. As readers we KNOW that the poetess is not really old yet, just read the last stanza, I'll cite here: But oh, I wish

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Kumarmani Mahakul 05 July 2018

And I'll forget the way of tears, And rock, and stir my tea. But oh, I wish those blessed years Were further than they be! .............so touching and amusing. A beautiful poem shared amazingly.

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Irfanulla Shariff 05 July 2018

A wonderful poem, beautifully written.

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