Portrait of the Artist (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Oh, lead me to a quiet cell Where never footfall rankles, And bar the window passing well, And gyve my ...
Dorothy Parker Poems (188 Poems)
Sanctuary (Dorothy Parker Poems)
My land is bare of chattering folk; The clouds are low along the ridges, And sweet's the air with curly ...
Symptom Recital (Dorothy Parker Poems)
I do not like my state of mind; I'm bitter, querulous, unkind. I hate my legs, I hate my hands, ...
The Last Question (Dorothy Parker Poems)
New love, new love, where are you to lead me? All along a narrow way that marks a crooked line. ...
The White Lady (Dorothy Parker Poems)
I cannot rest, I cannot rest In straight and shiny wood, My woven hands upon my breast-- The dead are ...
Victoria (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Dear dead Victoria Rotted cosily; In excelsis gloria, And R. I. P. And her shroud was buttoned neat, And her ...
A Dream Lies Dead (Dorothy Parker Poems)
A dream lies dead here. May you softly go Before this place, and turn away your eyes, Nor seek to ...
Ballade of Unfortunate Mammals (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Love is sharper than stones or sticks; Lone as the sea, and deeper blue; Loud in the night as a ...
Epitaph (Dorothy Parker Poems)
The first time I died, I walked my ways; I followed the file of limping days. I held me tall, ...
George Gissing (Dorothy Parker Poems)
When I admit neglect of Gissing, They say I don't know what I'm missing. Until their arguments are subtler, I ...
Iseult Of Brittany (Dorothy Parker Poems)
So delicate my hands, and long, They might have been my pride. And there were those to make them song ...
Now At Liberty (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Little white love, your way you've taken; Now I am left alone, alone. Little white love, my heart's forsaken. (Whom ...
Post-Graduate (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Hope it was that tutored me, And Love that taught me more; And now I learn at Sorrow's knee The ...
Second Love (Dorothy Parker Poems)
"So surely is she mine," you say, and turn Your quick and steady mind to harder things- To bills and ...
Temps Perdu (Dorothy Parker Poems)
I never may turn the loop of a road Where sudden, ahead, the sea is Iying, But my heart drags ...
The Leal (Dorothy Parker Poems)
The friends I made have slipped and strayed, And who's the one that cares? A trifling lot and best forgot- ...
The Willow (Dorothy Parker Poems)
On sweet young earth where the myrtle presses, Long we lay, when the May was new; The willow was winding ...
Wail (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Love has gone a-rocketing. That is not the worst; I could do without the thing, And not be the first. ...
A Fairly Sad Tale (Dorothy Parker Poems)
I think that I shall never know Why I am thus, and I am so. Around me, other girls inspire ...
Bohemia (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Authors and actors and artists and such Never know nothing, and never know much. Sculptors and singers and those of ...
Experience (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Some men break your heart in two, Some men fawn and flatter, Some men never look at you; And that ...
George Sand (Dorothy Parker Poems)
What time the gifted lady took Away from paper, pen, and book, She spent in amorous dalliance (They do those ...
Landscape (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Now this must be the sweetest place From here to heaven's end; The field is white and flowering lace, The ...
Observation (Dorothy Parker Poems)
If I don't drive around the park, I'm pretty sure to make my mark. If I'm in bed each night ...
Pour Prendre Conge (Dorothy Parker Poems)
I'm sick of embarking in dories Upon an emotional sea. I'm wearied of playing Dolores (A role never written for ...
Sight (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Unseemly are the open eyes That watch the midnight sheep, That look upon the secret skies Nor close, abashed, in ...
Testament (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Oh, let it be a night of lyric rain And singing breezes, when my bell is tolled. I have so ...
The Little Old Lady in Lavender Silk (Dorothy Parker Poems)
I was seventy-seven, come August, I shall shortly be losing my bloom; I've experienced zephyr and raw gust And (symbolical) ...
Theory (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Into love and out again, Thus I went, and thus I go. Spare your voice, and hold your pen- Well ...
Walter Savage Landor (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Upon the work of Walter Landor I am unfit to write with candor. If you can read it, well and ...