I'd never read anything by Dorothy Parker before, and it turns out that I don't feel I've missed much. I'm not into a concentrated rhyme scheme, and she clearly is. All of her poems were about being suicidal and/or in love. While I, sadly, can relate to both of those lately, I found her poetry to be quite shallow.

There were a few that stuck out for me though. For example :

Observation
If I don't drive around the park,
I'm pretty sure to make my mark.
If I'm in bed each night by ten,
I may get back my looks again.
If I abstain from fun and such,
I'll probably amount to much;
But I shall stay the way I am,
Because I do not give a damn. ( )

Dorothy Parker's poetry rises like bitter little clouds - light, airy but poisonous. Her phrasing is impeccable and her wit skewering. While no one could argue hers is a great art it is nevertheless an enjoyable and informative one. Her images of the brittle, weary world of the post wwi lost generation is instructive. ( )