It's been a gloriously sunny weekend, and I shouldn't think that I'm the only one feeling a twinge of sad this evening. It's that bittersweet Sunday feeling that occurs after a very, very lovely past few days shared with your most favourite people.
Tonight, a poem by one of my favourites, Dorthy Parker. One day, I would love to poses her dry wit and wisdom. I could have chosen any number of her poems, but I am posting this one because I find it fitting, and believe it will speak to everyone...
For a Favourite Grandaughter by Dorothy Parker.
| Never love a simple lad, Guard against a wise, Shun a timid youth and sad, Hide from haunted eyes.
Never hold your heart in pain For an evil-doer; Never flip it down the lane To a gifted wooer.
Never love a loving son, Nor a sheep astray; Gather up your skirts and run From a tender way.
Never give away a tear, Never toss a pine; Should you heed my words, my dear, You're no blood of mine!
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(First image via
tumblr, the second is my own blurry screen grab from the recent version of Dr Zhivago. Enjoy your Sunday evenings everyone, mine will be spent with a shower and a candle wishing for another wonderful, wonderful week.)
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ReplyDeleteThis is so nice, nice choice of photos too!
ReplyDeleteGlad you had such a good week! Lovig the ending to the poem!
ReplyDeleteSo lovely. I don't read poetry enough. <3
ReplyDeleteI love your choice of poem, I know the sunday night feeling well. Over here though I have had to transplant sunday to friday which is the saudi sunday its still confusing!!!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteHope your week is going well!
xo
ah, love these photos ; )
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Alexandra
The rhyme scheme makes this poem seem very old-fashioned, but it also makes it truly beautiful..!
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