Dorothy Parker

A few years ago, I discovered the poems of Dorothy Parker. I was hooked on them since.

Parker’s veracious wit, sarcasm and satire were drew me into her poems. I stumbled upon her a few years ago on the Internet. The first poem I’ve read by her is entitled “Resume,” which opened my eyes to how rhyming could really strike a revelation within a person, really throw them into something unexpected.



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.


I’ve read that in this day and age, to write rhyming poems don’t do as well as free verse. I know it’s often said that a poem doesn’t have to rhyme in order for it to be a poem, but apparently in this day and age, anything goes.

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