Dorothy Parker Poems (188 Poems)
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Star Light, Star Bright (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Star, that gives a gracious dole,What am I to choose?Oh, will it be a shriven soul,Or little buckled shoes? Shall I wish a wedding-ring,Bright and thin and round,Or plead you send me covering-A newly spaded mound? Gentle beam, shall I … Continue reading
Ballade Of A Talked-Off Ear (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Daily I listen to wonder and woe,Nightly I hearken to knave or to ace,Telling me stories of lava and snow,Delicate fables of ribbon and lace,Tales of the quarry, the kill, the chase,Longer than heaven and duller than hell-Never you blame … Continue reading
Story Of Mrs. W- (Dorothy Parker Poems)
My garden blossoms pink and white,A place of decorous murmuring,Where I am safe from August nightAnd cannot feel the knife of Spring. And I may walk the pretty placeBefore the curtsying hollyhocksAnd laundered daisies, round of face-Good little girls, in … Continue reading
Star Light, Star Bright (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Star, that gives a gracious dole, What am I to choose?Oh, will it be a shriven soul, Or little buckled shoes? Shall I wish a wedding-ring, Bright and thin and round,Or plead you send me covering- A newly spaded mound? … Continue reading
Pictures In The Smoke (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Oh, gallant was the first love, and glittering and fine;The second love was water, in a clear white cup;The third love was his, and the fourth was mine;And after that, I always get them all mixed up. (Dorothy Parker)
Résumé (Dorothy Parker Poems)
Razors pain you;Rivers are damp;Acids stain you;And drugs cause cramp.Guns aren’t lawful;Nooses give;Gas smells awful;You might as well live. (Dorothy Parker)
Cherry White (Dorothy Parker Poems)
I never see that prettiest thing-A cherry bough gone white with Spring-But what I think, “How gay ‘twould beTo hang me from a flowering tree.” (Dorothy Parker)
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 her natural bents. This, a solo of sapience, This, a chantey of sophistry, This, the sum of experiments, — I … Continue reading
Dilemma (Dorothy Parker Poems)
If I were mild, and I were sweet, And laid my heart before your feet, And took my dearest thoughts to you, And hailed your easy lies as true; Were I to murmur “Yes,” and then “How true, my dear,” … Continue reading
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, among the dead, Her hair a fable in the leveled rays. She turned the fading wreath, the rusted cross, And … Continue reading
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