Prophetic Soul

Dorothy Parker

Because your eyes are slant and slow,
Because your hair is sweet to touch,
My heart is high again; but oh,
I doubt if this will get me much.

Next 10 Poems

• Dorothy Parker : Purposely Ungrammatical Love Song
• Dorothy Parker : Rainy Night
• Dorothy Parker : Recurrence
• Dorothy Parker : Renunciation
• Dorothy Parker : Requiescat
• Dorothy Parker : Resume
• Dorothy Parker : Reuben's Children
• Dorothy Parker : Rhyme Against Living
• Dorothy Parker : Rondeau Redouble
• Dorothy Parker : Roundel

Previous 10 Poems

• Dorothy Parker : Prologue To A Saga
• Dorothy Parker : Prisoner
• Dorothy Parker : Prayer For A Prayer
• Dorothy Parker : Prayer For A New Mother
• Dorothy Parker : Pour Prendre Conge
• Dorothy Parker : Post-graduate
• Dorothy Parker : Portrait Of The Artist
• Dorothy Parker : Plea
• Dorothy Parker : Philosophy
• Dorothy Parker : Penelope