Tuesday, February 9, 2010

"Interior" by Dorothy Parker

by Dorothy Parker

Her mind lives in a quiet room,
A narrow room, and tall,
With pretty lamps to quench the gloom
And mottoes on the wall.

There all the things are waxen neat
And set in decorous lines;
And there are posies, round and sweet,
And little, straightened vines.

Her mind lives tidily, apart
From cold and noise and pain,
And bolts the door against her heart,
Out wailing in the rain.


  1. Did you read the dreams thread on TG? This poem really reminded me of the "soul room" concept that blue mentioned.

  2. I haven't read the whole dreams thread, but I'll look for that! It sounds interesting!

  3. it was near the end...a kind of long post, but quite thought provoking.

  4. I found it! Yeah, I think that's kind of the idea of the poem. The girl lives in her mind, which is safe and orderly. But she locks out her heart because it's too much to deal with. I think the room sounds super pretty though!

  5. it does sound rather pretty. However, sometimes rooms with a bit of mess are beautiful because you know someone is there. Her's sounds sort of empty. Of love.
    Also, sometimes you have to feel pain to realize how beautiful peacefulness is.