Tag Archives: Dorothy Parker

Just a Thought

Well, earlier I’d been talkin’ stuff In a violent room Fighting with lovers past I needed someone with a quicker wit than mine —Prince/The Ballad of Dorothy Parker

Posted in Just a Thought | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

Something to Send 4/31

For July I’ve decided that my handwriting 365 theme is going to be sendsomething postcards. This is my absolute favorite Dorothy Parker poem. Direct and brutal and to the point. Thought it went well with the silly painfulness of the … Continue reading

Posted in Gadding, Mail | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Just a Thought

The sun’s gone dim, and The moon’s turned black; For I loved him, and He didn’t love back. —Dorothy Parker/Two-Volume Novel

Posted in Gadding, Just a Thought | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

Just a Thought

Drink and dance and laugh and lie, Love, the reeling midnight through. For tomorrow we shall die! (But, alas, we never do.) —Dorothy Parker/The Flaw In Paganism

Posted in Gadding, Just a Thought | Tagged , , | 1 Comment

Just a Thought

By the time you swear you’re his, Shivering and sighing, And he vows his passion is Infinite, undying- Lady, make a note of this: One of you is lying. —Dorothy Parker/Unfortunate Coincidence

Posted in Gadding, Just a Thought | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

Just a Thought

My own dear love, he is strong and bold And he cares not what comes after. His words ring sweet as a chime of gold, And his eyes are lit with laughter. He is jubilant as a flag unfurled Oh, … Continue reading

Posted in Gadding, Just a Thought | Tagged , , | 2 Comments

Just a Thought

Authors and actors and artists and such Never know nothing, and never know much. Sculptors and singers and those of their kidney Tell their affairs from Seattle to Sydney. Playwrights and poets and such horses’ necks Start off from anywhere, … Continue reading

Posted in Gadding, Just a Thought | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

Just a Thought

This, no song of an ingenue, 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

Posted in Gadding, Just a Thought | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

Just a Thought

So silent I when Love was by He yawned, and turned away; But Sorrow clings to my apron-strings, I have so much to say. —Dorothy Parker/Anecdote

Posted in Gadding, Just a Thought | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

Just a Thought

I’m never going to be famous. My name will never be writ large on the roster of Those Who Do Things. I don’t do any thing. Not one single thing. I used to bite my nails, but I don’t even … Continue reading

Posted in Gadding, Just a Thought | Tagged , , | Leave a comment