[1460] Love Song

Title : Love Song
Poet : Dorothy Parker
Date : 19 Feb 2004
1stLine: My own dear love, he...
Length : 24 Text-only version  
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Guest poem submitted by Suresh Ramasubramanian, <suresh at hserus dot
net>:

Not had a good Dorothy Parker in a while. So here's one.

Love Song
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, a girl, she'd not forget him.
My own true love, he is all my world,--
And I wish I'd never met him.

My love, he's mad, and my love, he's fleet,
And a wild young wood-thing bore him!
The ways are fair to his roaming feet,
And the skies are sunlit for him.
As sharply sweet to my heart he seems
As the fragrance of acacia.
My own dear love, he is all my dreams--
And I wish he were in Asia.

My love runs by like a day in June,
And he makes no friends of sorrows.
He'll tread his galloping rigadoon
In the pathway of the morrows.
He'll live his days where the sunbeams start,
Nor could storm or wind uproot him.
My own dear love, he is all my heart--
And I wish somebody'd shoot him.

	-- Dorothy Parker


Bitterly ironic, incisively humorous - it all sounds cliched (and
probably IS cliched).  This is a devastating parody of a whole lot of
romantic poetry, from Sir Walter Scott to Byron, Keats and Shelley.

Suresh.

Dorothy Parker on the Minstrels:
Poem #150, Resume
Poem #192, Comment
Poem #486, Epitaph for a Darling Lady
Poem #560, Chant for Dark Hours
Poem #638, Song of Perfect Propriety
Poem #697, A Well Worn Story
Poem #878, Frustration
Poem #1090, Unfortunate Coincidence

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From: Dale Rosenberg <daleqrose@>

There are two lines missing in the first stanza!

After "unfurled" it should say:

Oh, a girl, she'd not forget him.
My own true love, he is all my world, --


I *knew* she got the rhyme and meter right throughout
so something was wrong.  I just checked in _The
Portable Dorothy Parker_

Dale Rosenberg