If wild my breast and sore my pride,
I bask in dreams of suicide;
If cool my heart and high my head,
I think, “How lucky are the dead!”

Analysis, meaning and summary of Dorothy Parker's poem Rhyme Against Living

2 Comments

  1. Ben says:

    Yea, i definitly feel her pain… its nice to know there are more people that way. She is honorable beacuse she was bold enough to express how she felt.

  2. Nancy Elliott says:

    Poor Dorothy,,,,,so bitter, so unhappy. But not forever, where ever she is now I truly hope she is flying with eagles and has a smile on her face.

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