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.
interior: dorethy parker
source: daniel egnéus, via +


SAMANTHA said...

i heart dorothy parker too much!


Laura said...

Wat een schitterende schetsen! Of illustraties. Schetsen klinkt vast te oneerbiedig.

Hillary said...

such a whimsy piece. i love it!

Anya adores said...

OMG I just came across your blog, and I have spent all evening here, burning the dinner, forgetting about the kids ;O) I adore it - following you immediately - please come see me sometime - I would love that. :)
A xx

Rick Forrestal said...

I love this effect.
Nicely done . . .

beauty comma said...

i love this poem mady. the quotes and poems in your posts are always lovely, interesting and much appreciated!

Andressa said...

I loved the poem and the image.

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