Incurable
Dorothy Parker

And if my heart be scared and burned,
The safer, I, for all I learned;
The calmer, I, to see it true
That ways of love are never new--
The love that sets you daft and dazed
Is very love that ever blazed;
The happier, I, to fathom this;
A kiss is every other kiss.
The reckless vow, the lovely name,
When Helen walked, were spoke the same,
The weighed breast, the griding woe,
When pheon fled, were ever so.
Oh it is sure as it is sad
That any lad is every lad,
And what's a girl to dare implore
Her dear be hers forevermore?
Though he be tried and he be bold,
And wearing death should he be cold,
He'll run the path the others went...
But you, my sweet, are different.

Dorothy Parker, born on August 22, 1893, in
West End New Jersy, was an editor and early 
modernist poet. She authored several literary 
works and poem collections. She died on
June 6, 1967.