Dorothy Parker

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

Dorothy Parker Poems

1. Parties: A Hymn Of Hate 3/17/2014
2. The Passionate Freudian To His Love 3/17/2014
3. Thomas Carlyle 1/13/2003
4. George Gissing 1/13/2003
5. On Cheating The Fiddler 1/13/2003
6. Of A Woman, Dead Young 1/3/2003
7. Walter Savage Landor 1/13/2003
8. The Leal 1/13/2003
9. Guinevere At Her Fireside 1/3/2003
10. Pour Prendre Conge 1/13/2003
11. Rondeau RedoublÉ 1/13/2003
12. Story Of Mrs. W- 1/13/2003
13. The Evening Primrose 1/13/2003
14. Ninon De Lenclos, On Her Last Birthday 1/13/2003
15. The Immortals 1/13/2003
16. George Sand 1/13/2003
17. Iseult Of Brittany 1/13/2003
18. Testament 1/13/2003
19. Sonnet On An Alpine Night 1/13/2003
20. Post-Graduate 1/13/2003
21. Garden-Spot 1/13/2003
22. The Willow 1/13/2003
23. Victoria 1/13/2003
24. Prologue To A Saga 1/3/2003
25. The Apple Tree 1/13/2003
26. The Thin Edge 1/13/2003
27. Salome's Dancing-Lesson 1/3/2003
28. Liebestod 1/13/2003
29. Sonnet For The End Of A Sequence 1/13/2003
30. Hearthside 1/13/2003
31. Parable For A Certain Virgin 1/13/2003
32. Partial Comfort 1/3/2003
33. Renunciation 1/13/2003
34. There Was One 1/13/2003
35. The Dramatists 1/13/2003
36. Portrait Of The Artist 1/3/2003
37. The White Lady 1/13/2003
38. Roundel 1/13/2003
39. Story 1/13/2003
40. Prophetic Soul 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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