Facing ... future |
FEATURED in the WDC Newsletter: Poetry: Dorothy Parker by Stormy Lady I didn't have this face of today, So calm, so sad, this thin, Neither did I have these eyes so empty, Nor these lips, so bittersweet. I didn't have these hands --- strengthless, So still, so cold, so lifeless; I didn't have this heart I have, That sometimes doesn't show itself. I didn't notice these changes - especially one So simple, so certain, so easy: --- In which mirror did I Lose my face? |