Daily Archives: August 23, 2015

Poem – Autumn Valentine – Dorothy Parker

In May my heart was breaking-  Oh, wide the wound, and deep!  And bitter it beat at waking,  And sore it split in sleep.  And when it came November,  I sought my heart, and sighed,  “Poor thing, do you remember?”  … Continue reading

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Poem – August – Dorothy Parker

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 … Continue reading

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