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Dorothy Parker was an American writer, poet and critic best known for her caustic wit, wisecracks, and sharp eye for 20th century urban foibles. From a conflicted and unhappy childhood, Parker rose to acclaim, both for her literary output in such venues as The New Yorker and as a founding member of the Algonquin Round Table. Following the breakup of the circle, Parker traveled to Hollywood to pursue screenwriting. Her successes there, including two Academy Award nominations, were curtailed as her involvement in left-wing politics led to a place on the Hollywood blacklist. Dismissive of her own talents, she deplored her reputation as a "wisecracker." Nevertheless, her literary output and reputation for her sharp wit have endured.
I'm not a big fan of poetry in general--with a few exceptions to that. Dorothy Parker is number one on that list. Not concerned with social etiquette at the time, she spoke her mind, and her writings clearly exhibit this trait. A prime example on her take of relationships: SOCIAL NOTE "Lady, lady, should you meet One whose ways are all discreet, One who murmurs that his wife Is the lodestar of his life, One who keeps assuring you That he never was untrue, Never loved another one . . . Lady, lady, better run!"
In youth, it was a way I had To do my best to please And change, with every passing lad, To suit his theories
But now I know the things I know, And do the things I do; And if you do not like me so, To hell, my love, with you!
’Indian Summer’ from Enough Rope
Parker was famous for her sardonic wit and as one of the members of the Algonquin round table. Over her lifetime she wrote more material than I had realized.
I liked those Parker poems and stories that are rich with detail but most of her poetry feels quite dated.
Notably Parker wrote a lot about relationships in her short stories. Having been through failed marriages of her own she was keenly aware of the proclivities of the unfaithful.
Here were the poems and short stories that I enjoyed the most.
1. Braggart
This poem features beauty in personification haranguing an older lady. One of my favorite poems
2. Hearthside
While sitting by the fire, a lament to a wanderer’s spirit and all the places that she will never see.
Short Stories
1. Mr. Durant
A middle aged man at an ad agency hires a young unmarried stenographer. The two soon have an affair and with come big problems. A story ahead of its time, reminiscent of John Cheever’s writing.
2. Clothe the Naked
A story steeped with empathy about distinct class differences in New York City. A destitute maid tries to raise her blind grandchild despite her meager earnings.
3. Big Blonde
Parker’s most famous short story and my favorite as well. A woman named Hazel for whom men ‘wag their heads roguishly’ is living and enjoying life in NYC throughout the Roaring ‘20s. By the time she is ready to settle down she is thirty but still has many offers of marriage. She settles on Herbie who seems nice and she is more than happy to stay at home. Turns out Herbie is not a great catch and despite her best efforts the marriage quickly sours. Herbie leaves her and takes a job in Chicago. She soon begins long bouts with depression and goes back to work and dating again but can’t shake the hopeless feeling . This fictional story predates Marilyn Monroe but the arc feels eerily similar to Marilyn’s life story.
3.5 stars. There is good material in this collection but a lot of average fare to sift through.
The poetry is not only clever and brilliant, it's genius. This is the best poetry in the English language.
All of the short stories are good and several of the short stories achieve greatness. Big Blonde and Glory In The Daytime are a couple of my personal favorites upon first read-through. All of the short stories have some thread of classism connecting them, followed by the themes of gender and relationships and a little bit of racism thrown in for good measure. Sometimes the themes and the satirical way they're presented seems a little heavy-handed -- Horsie and Clothe The Naked, etc. -- which is not that they aren't good, but they can induce cringing. On the surface, it's not blood and guts and war and sex but these are difficult topics nevertheless. The underlying violence is subverted with humor. Ultimately, I don't consider Dorothy Parker's work to be humorous. Clever yes, funny no.
I don't know if the themes relate to the fundamental human condition or if Dorothy Parker and I are just kindred mordant souls, but I relate to the whole book as if I had written it all myself (if I were a literary genius, that is). I know I've said that I didn't believe in such a thing as literary genius, but Dorothy Parker has changed my mind.
I have read this book cover to cover, over and over. I carry it or a version with me at most times. I've passed on copies to those who wish to understand me. Mrs. Parker wrote with the wit that could cut through the most pretentious of subjects. Her musings inspire me as well as comfort me. I am nothing like the author in my writing style. I could only aspire to be. It makes me happy to know that she existed and wrote a few words to prove it. Rest your soul, you beautiful woman.
Dorothy Parker is one of the most overlooked, underated writers of her era. It is so sad that when I mention her name to someone 9 times out of 10 they only recognize "Men rarely make passes at girls who wear glasses." To reduce a writer of such wit, poetry and great dialogue to one or two sarcastic quotes is truly sad.
A few sparkling turns of phrase won't disguise the fact that this is a compendium of works about people being generally horrible to each other. Even considering that Parker has a distinctive voice and that this approach was unusual for women authors of the time -- still, you know, there it is.
She is undoubtedly an excellent writer and her characterizations are brilliant in their brevity and wealth of information conveyed. Unfortunately she is not the author for me because her poems are nearly all on the subject of depression or love and all her characters are unsympathetic.
Dorothy Parker is my favorite poet. She was dark and lonely and we've all been there. I would have loved to have sat, just one night, with the Algonquin Round Table. I have always had an appreciation for wordplay and clever wit. When they asked her to use the word horticulture in a sentence she immediately replied, "You can lead a 'whore to culture' but you can't make her think." I read somewhere that she's never made a spelling error or a mistake in sentence structure. I wouldn't want to know how many I've made in this short review!
Résumé
Razors pain you, Rivers are damp, Acids stain you, And drugs cause cramp. Guns aren't lawful, Nooses give, Gas smells awful. You might as well live.
Symptom Recital
I do not like my state of mind; I'm bitter, querulous, unkind. I hate my legs, I hate my hands, I do not yearn for lovelier lands. I dread the dawn's recurrent light; I hate to go to bed at night. I snoot at simple, earnest folk. I cannot take the gentlest joke. I find no peace in paint or type. My world is but a lot of tripe. I'm disillusioned, empty-breasted. For what I think, I'd be arrested. I am not sick, I am not well. My quondam dreams are shot to hell. My soul is crushed, my spirit sore; I do not like me any more. I cavil, quarrel, grumble, grouse. I ponder on the narrow house. I shudder at the thought of men, I'm due to fall in love again.
I know I have been happiest by your side But what’s done is done, an all’s to be And small the good of lingering dolefully Gaily it lived, and gallantly it died I will not make you songs of hearts denied And you, being man, would have no tears of me And should I offer you fidelity You’d be, I think, a little terrified
Yet this need of woman, this her curse To range her little gifts, and give, and give Because the throb of giving’s sweet to bear To you, who never begged me vows nor verse My gift shall be my absence, while I live; After that, my dear, I cannot swear.
I adore her as a literary figure, and know that her writing doesn't quite live up to her image. I liked the explanation of her limitations in the movie (Mrs. Parker and the Vicious Circle), basically that she never got over her mother's death and it created a mental and creative block that she could never quite overcome. Makes sense. She herself is a loveably tragic figure, and her poems inspired me to write a decent poem in high school, and goddammit, she helped found the New Yorker, in all its pretentious bliss, so god bless.
I'm not a big fan of poetry, so the first half of the book didn't appeal to me much. And they got to be a bit repetitive. But, she has a unique style and was able to really make me experience what she was trying to portray. As for the stories, they were interesting in a social commentary sort of way. She had a few favorite themes that the stories seemed to revolve around, which also got a bit repetitive. Overall, though, I really admire her for writing the way she did and saying the things she said - very unusual for a woman in the 1930s.
More like 6 or 7 stars. To those for whom Dorothy Parker’s reputation proceeds itself, there’s an expectation of wit and tragedy and laughing at dark things, and of course there’s lots and lots of that (and it’s amazing). But having not read her stories in some time, the equally notable aspect (and one that’s aged really, really well) is her hatred for injustice and outrage toward those who’d inflict it. There are black characters fending off microaggressions (“Arrangement in Black and White”), there are intelligent gay characters trying to help out their friends (“Glory in the Daytime”), empathy toward a young woman who wants to get an abortion (“Mr. Durant”), empathy towards those who struggle with alcoholism (“Big Blonde” tragically, “You Were Perfectly Fine” mirthfully), and a whole lot of satirizing rich idiots (“The Custard Heart,” notably, and how about this description from “Little Curtis”: “She gave him her nickel with the manner of one presenting a park to a city.”). I remembered the monologues and soliloquies as all being a little long, but perhaps age has given me more insight into these, because I found “Sentiment” heart-wrenching (“...When it ends, only those places where you have known sorrow are kindly toward you. If you revisit scenes of your happiness, your heart must burst of its agony.”) and “The Little Hours” hilarious, and all of them left me wanting more. There’s no one like Dorothy Parker, and no reader who shouldn’t give her work a try.
The content of the Dorothy Parker anthology The Poetry and Short Stories of Dorothy Parker is divided roughly in half. The first portion [spoiler] collects three what might have been called slim and were certainly toned volumes of Parker’s poetry. Most of these verses rhyme out the eternal disappointments of women who bone cads. If you judge the lyrics of Lou Reed as pretty great, you may recognize that Dorothy Parker’s wry poetic laments are a step up from Reed’s trenchant odes. The Poetry and Short Stories of Dorothy Parker ends after an onslaught of short fiction that sees the existential dread of any smoky French consumptive and raises it to perfect tragicomedy. Nowhere else is depth and weight so deftly disguised as enjoyment light and superficial. Read it and don’t weep.
I found this to be a very interesting read. Her poetry is at times so very sad; I could easily see myself inviting her to my house, fixing her a hot toddy and softly patting her shoulder while murmuring, “There, there…there,there”. At other times offering her beer and onion rings while shrieking with laughter, “Get in here girl, take a load off your feet and heart”. The short stories were vivid scenes of people I didn’t want to be or meet.
Very witty and sad. About what I expected. I should not have been surprised how catty women can be, but not especially from that Era. Time has empowered women today to switch which bad behavior to act out. I would still recommend as a period piece.