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Friday Poem: 'Indian Summer'

Friday Poem: 'Indian Summer'

Friday, 16 June 2017

Originally published in Dorothy Parker's 1926 poetry collection, Enough Rope.

 

Indian Summer

In youth, it was a way I had
To do my best to please,
And change, with every passing lad,
To suit his theories.

But now I know the things I know,
And do the things I do;
And if you do not like me so,
To hell, my love, with you!

 

Dorothy Parker was born in New York City in August 1893, and was a founding member of the Algonquin Round Table in the city. Her satirical wit and sharp edged humour earned her a reputation as one of the funniest women in America, a reputation that endures fifty years after her death. Find out more about her on the Dorothy Parker society website.

 

 

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Friday, 16 June 2017 by Sam Book with 0 comments
Filed under: feminism, poetry


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