Then let them point my every tear,
And let them mock and moan;
Another week, another year,
And I’ll be with my own

Who slumber now by night and day
In fields of level brown;
Whose hearts within their breasts were clay
Before they laid them down.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Dorothy Parker's poem My Own

2 Comments

  1. nicole mendietta says:

    i like dorothy parker ,, i like the fact that she is
    honest . she is strong and bold ,and we need more poets like that today!!!!!!!!!!!!

  2. Erica says:

    this is a really good poem she speaks from the heart.

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