SmilingLez
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His empty chair waits.
Food grows cold on the table.
He will not return.
Food grows cold on the table.
He will not return.
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Love Dorothy Parker!Interview
By Dorothy Parker
The ladies men admire, I’ve heard,
Would shudder at a wicked word.
Their candle gives a single light;
They’d rather stay at home at night.
They do not keep awake till three,
Nor read erotic poetry.
They never sanction the impure,
Nor recognize an overture.
They shrink from powders and from paints.
So far, I’ve had no complaints.
each trying to walk the othertoday I watched an old slow man
walking an old slow dog,
both of them trying to walk
more slowly than the other...
HaHa! These are little vignettes, poignant and amusing at the same time...each trying to walk the other
there are no small poems, just small words.HaHa! These are little vignettes, poignant and amusing at the same time...
and digging in the dirtthere are no small poems, just small words.
those strange bonesand digging in the dirt
unearths strange bones...
it's not necessary to stick with rhyme-schemes any more...those strange bones
nearly rhyme with tomes
poems large or smallit's not necessary to stick with rhyme-schemes any more...
Perhaps all verse should be chargedForm follows function
Or function is a function of form?
But what is the function of this form?
Should all verse be free?