Sweet Violets
Dorothy Parker
You are brief and frail and blue— Little sisters, I am, too. You are Heaven’s masterpieces— Little loves, the likeness ceases.
Next 10 Poems
- Dorothy Parker : Symptom Recital
- Dorothy Parker : Temps Perdu
- Dorothy Parker : Testament
- Dorothy Parker : The Apple Tree
- Dorothy Parker : The Burned Child
- Dorothy Parker : The Choice
- Dorothy Parker : The Danger Of Writing Defiant Verse
- Dorothy Parker : The Dark Girl's Rhyme
- Dorothy Parker : The Dramatists
- Dorothy Parker : The Evening Primrose
Previous 10 Poems
- Dorothy Parker : Surprise
- Dorothy Parker : Superfluous Advice
- Dorothy Parker : Summary
- Dorothy Parker : Story Of Mrs. W-
- Dorothy Parker : Story
- Dorothy Parker : Star Light, Star Bright-
- Dorothy Parker : Sonnet On An Alpine Night
- Dorothy Parker : Sonnet For The End Of A Sequence
- Dorothy Parker : Song Of Perfect Propriety
- Dorothy Parker : Song Of One Of The Girls
