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Now it’s over, and now it’s done; | Now it’s over, and now it’s done; | ||
Why does everything look the same? | Why does everything look the same? | ||
Just as bright, the unheeding sun, | Just as bright, the unheeding sun,— | ||
Can’t it see that the parting came? | :: Can’t it see that the parting came? | ||
People hurry and work and swear | People hurry and work and swear, | ||
Laugh and grumble and die and wed, | :: Laugh and grumble and die and wed, | ||
Ponder what they will eat and wear, | Ponder what they will eat and wear,— | ||
Don’t they know that our love is dead? | :: Don’t they know that our love is dead? | ||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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<paragraph keywords="car, street, urban, traffic"> | <paragraph keywords="car, street, urban, traffic"> | ||
<poem> | <poem> | ||
Just as busy, the crowded street | Just as busy, the crowded street; | ||
Cars and wagons go rolling on | :: Cars and wagons go rolling on, | ||
Children chuckle, and lovers meet, | Children chuckle, and lovers meet,— | ||
Don’t they know that our love is gone? | :: Don’t they know that our love is gone? | ||
No one pauses to pay a tear; | No one pauses to pay a tear; | ||
None walks slow, for the love that’s through, | :: None walks slow, for the love that’s through,— | ||
I might mention, my recent dear, | I might mention, my recent dear, | ||
I’ve reverted to normal, too. | :: I’ve reverted to normal, too. | ||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
</paragraph> | </paragraph> | ||
</annotations> | </annotations> | ||
Latest revision as of 10:55, 15 July 2024
| Author | Parker, Dorothy |
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| Genre | Poetry |
| Journal or Book | Enough Rope |
| Publisher | Horace Liveright |
| Year of Publication | 1926 |
| Pages | 82 |
| Additional information | - |
Now it’s over, and now it’s done;
Why does everything look the same?
Just as bright, the unheeding sun,—
Can’t it see that the parting came?
People hurry and work and swear,
Laugh and grumble and die and wed,
Ponder what they will eat and wear,—
Don’t they know that our love is dead?
Just as busy, the crowded street;
Cars and wagons go rolling on,
Children chuckle, and lovers meet,—
Don’t they know that our love is gone?
No one pauses to pay a tear;
None walks slow, for the love that’s through,—
I might mention, my recent dear,
I’ve reverted to normal, too.
