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January 23, 2022 

Recurrence

Dorothy Parker

We shall have our little day.
Take my hand and travel still
Round and round the little way,
Up and down the little hill.

It is good to love again;
Scan the renovated skies,
Dip and drive the idling pen,
Sweetly tint the paling lies.

Trace the dripping, piercèd heart,
Speak the fair, insistent verse,
Vow to God, and slip apart,
Little better, little worse.

Would we need not know before
How shall end this prettiness;
One of us must love the more,
One of us shall love the less.

Thus it is, and so it goes;
We shall have our day, my dear.
Where, unwilling, dies the rose
Buds the new, another year.

This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on January 23, 2022, by the Academy of American Poets.

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“Recurrence” appeared in Enough Rope (Horace Liveright, 1926).

Dorothy Parker was a poet, critic, and screenwriter. The author of many collections, including Enough Rope (Horace Liveright, 1926), Sunset Gun (Boni & Liveright, 1928), and Death and Taxes (Viking, 1931). She died on June 7, 1967.

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