Poem for a romantic

Dorothy Parker hold a special place in my heart. I do wish I had known her or spent some time around the Algonquin round table.
Maybe growing up near NYC has something to do with it. Although her humor was often dark
I loved it -she said things I was afraid to say. This is from a battered, well used book I have treasured called

Enough Rope ,printed in 1939.

The Dramatist

A string of shiny days we had,
A spotless sky, a yellow sun;
And neither you or I was sad
When that was through and done.

But when, one day, a boy comes by
And pleads me with your happiest vow,
“There was a lad I knew-” I’ll sigh;
“I do not know him now.”

And when another girl shall pass
And speak a little name I saidThen you will say “There was a lass –
I wonder is she dead.”

And each of us will sigh, and start
A-talking of a faded year,
And lay a hand above a heart,
And dry a pretty tear.

Lingerie, Hats, and a Sharp Tongue – A Fashion Ode to Dorothy Parker (thepursuitofstyleness.com)
Dorothy Parker Obituary, 1967 (brainpickings.org)
Contrasting poems on the balance between living and dying (boeatau.wordpress.com)

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