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The Choice. Dorothy Parker. 1893 –. 1967. HE’D have given me rolling lands, Houses of marble, and billowing farms, Pearls, to trickle between my hands, Smoldering rubies, to circle my arms. You––you’d only a lilting song,
Throughout the poem, the readers expect that the speaker feels she made the right choice in picking the man she fell in love with over the man who could have given her riches. But this is not how the speaker feels, and she reveals this only in the last line.
Dorothy Parker was an American satirist known for her wit. The short story "New York to Detroit" describes a phone call between a worried woman, Jean, in New York and her indifferent boyfriend, Jack, in Detroit.
13 Μαΐ 2011 · An analysis of the The Choice poem by Dorothy Parker including schema, poetic form, metre, stanzas and plenty more comprehensive statistics.
Dorothy Parker’s poems, stories, and reviews, wisecracking and wary, were the toast of New York in the 1920’s and early 1930’s.
The Choice. by Dorothy Parker. He'd have given me rolling lands, Houses of marble, and billowing farms, Pearls, to trickle between my hands, Smoldering rubies, to circle my arms. You- you'd only a lilting song, Only a melody, happy and high, You were sudden and swift and strong-.
Never a thought for another had I. He'd have given me laces rare, Dresses that glimmered with frosty sheen, Shining ribbons to wrap my hair, Horses to draw me, as fine as a queen. You—you'd only to whistle low, Gaily I followed wherever you led. I took you, and I let him go,— Somebody ought to examine my head!
