Fulfillment (Dorothy Parker Poems)
For this my mother wrapped me warm, And called me home against the storm, And coaxed my infant nights to ...
Dorothy Parker Poems (188 Poems)
Interior (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Her mind lives in a quiet room, A narrow room, and tall, With pretty lamps to quench the gloom And ...
News Item (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Men seldom make passes At girls who wear glasses. (Dorothy Parker)
Philosophy (Dorothy Parker Poems)
If I should labor through daylight and dark, Consecrate, valorous, serious, true, Then on the world I may blazon my ...
Roundel (Dorothy Parker Poems)
She's passing fair; but so demure is she, So quiet is her gown, so smooth her hair, That few there ...
Surprise (Dorothy Parker Poems)
My heart went fluttering with fear Lest you should go, and leave me here To beat my breast and rock ...
The Immortals (Dorothy Parker Poems)
If you should sail for Trebizond, or die, Or cry another name in your first sleep, Or see me board ...
The Veteran (Dorothy Parker Poems)
When I was young and bold and strong, Oh, right was right, and wrong was wrong! My plume on high, ...
Vers Demode (Dorothy Parker Poems)
For one, the amaryllis and the rose; The poppy, sweet as never lilies are; The ripen'd vine, that beckons as ...
Ballade at Thirty-five (Dorothy Parker Poems)
This, no song of an ingénue, This, no ballad of innocence; This, the rhyme of a lady who Followed ever ...
Dilemma (Dorothy Parker Poems)
If I were mild, and I were sweet, And laid my heart before your feet, And took my dearest thoughts ...
Garden-Spot (Dorothy Parker Poems)
God's acre was her garden-spot, she said; She sat there often, of the Summer days, Little and slim and sweet, ...
Interview (Dorothy Parker Poems)
The ladies men admire, I've heard, Would shudder at a wicked word. Their candle gives a single light; They'd rather ...
Ninon De Lenclos, On Her Last Birthday (Dorothy Parker Poems)
So let me have the rouge again, And comb my hair the curly way. The poor young men, the dear ...
Plea (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Secrets, you said, would hold us two apart; You'd have me know of you your least transgression, And so the ...
Salome’s Dancing-Lesson (Dorothy Parker Poems)
She that begs a little boon (Heel and toe! Heel and toe!) Little gets- and nothing, soon. (No, no, no! ...
Sweet Violets (Dorothy Parker Poems)
You are brief and frail and blue- Little sisters, I am, too. You are Heaven's masterpieces- Little loves, the likeness ...
The Lady’s Reward (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Lady, lady, never start Conversation toward your heart; Keep your pretty words serene; Never murmur what you mean. Show yourself, ...
The Whistling Girl (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Back of my back, they talk of me, Gabble and honk and hiss; Let them batten, and let them be- ...
Verse For a Certain Dog (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Such glorious faith as fills your limpid eyes, Dear little friend of mine, I never knew. All-innocent are you, and ...
A Certain Lady (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Oh, I can smile for you, and tilt my head, And drink your rushing words with eager lips, And paint ...
Ballade Of A Great Weariness (Dorothy Parker Poems)
There's little to have but the things I had, There's little to bear but the things I bore. There's nothing ...
Distance (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Were you to cross the world, my dear, To work or love or fight, I could be calm and wistful ...
General Review Of The Sex Situation (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Woman wants monogamy; Man delights in novelty. Love is woman's moon and sun; Man has other forms of fun. Woman ...
Inventory (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Four be the things I am wiser to know: Idleness, sorrow, a friend, and a foe. Four be the things ...
Nocturne (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Always I knew that it could not last (Gathering clouds, and the snowflakes flying), Now it is part of the ...
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 ...
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. ...