Dorothy Parker (22 August 1893 - 7 June 1967 / Long Branch / New Jersey)
Comments about Dorothy Parker
Song in a Minor Key
There's a place I know where the birds swing low,
And wayward vines go roaming,
Where the lilacs nod, and a marble god
Is pale, in scented gloaming.
And at sunset there comes a lady fair
Whose eyes are deep with yearning.
By an old, old gate does the lady wait
Her own true love's returning.

My heart soars when I hear dottie [3
It’s cool how you can create so many different poems and sentences with just a few words. Brillant post!
But i Loved this poem more -
http: //pearlsofpoetry.tk/babys-world/
Dorothy Parker rings my bell - too loud and too clear.
beautiful is your creation.
Simple, honest, sharp and friendly! It's so hard to create simplicity in poetry.Using colloquial language with a sharp sense of humour. It seems a little cruel, as she judges life.
In Dorothy Parker's 'The Dark Girl's Rhyme', there is an error. It's 'folk of mud and flame', not 'folk of mud and name.' Every Dorothy Parker reference on the internet (that I have found) has the same error.
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!