Monday, November 10, 2014

A Certain Lady by Dorothy Parker


Sam Cimino

Mr. Hamilton

AP Literature 6th hour

7 November 2014

A Certain Lady by Dorothy Parker

Biography on Dorothy Parker: Dorothy Parker’s biting wit made her a legend, but it also masked her lonely struggle with depression. A member of the Algonquin Round Table group of writers, she wrote criticism for Vogue, Vanity Fair, and later the New Yorker. During the 1930s Parker moved to Hollywood, where she worked on such films as A Star Is Born, for which she won an Academy Award.

The Speaker: Poems are personal. The thoughts and feelings they express belong to a specific person, and however general or universal their sentiments seem to be, poems come to us as the expression of an individual human voice. That voice is often the voice of the poet, but not always. Poets sometimes create “characters” just as writers of fiction or drama do – people who speak for them only indirectly. A character may, in fact, be very different from the poet, just as a character in a play or story is not necessarily the author, and that person, the speaker of the poem, may express ideas or feelings very different from the poet’s own. In the following poem, “A Certain Lady” by Dorothy Parker, we do not get a full sense of the speaker until well into the poem:

Oh, I can smile for you, and tilt my head,

And drink your rushing words with eager lips,

And paint my mouth for you a fragrant red,

And trace your brows with tutored finger-tips.

When you rehearse your list of loves to me,

Oh, I can laugh and marvel, rapturous-eyed.

And you laugh back, nor can you ever see

The thousand little deaths my heart has died.

And you believe, so well I know my part,

That I am gay as morning, light as snow,

And all the straining things within my heart

You'll never know.

 

Oh, I can laugh and listen, when we meet,

And you bring tales of fresh adventurings, --

Of ladies delicately indiscreet,

Of lingering hands, and gently whispered things.

And you are pleased with me, and strive anew

To sing me sagas of your late delights.

Thus do you want me -- marveling, gay, and true,

Nor do you see my staring eyes of nights.

And when, in search of novelty, you stray,

Oh, I can kiss you blithely as you go ....

And what goes on, my love, while you're away,

You'll never know.

Analysis: I believe that we can infer that the speaker in this poem is a woman. This woman is a symbol for many woman who are in tumultuous relationships with men that behave like dogs. This poem touches on the multitude of emotions that a woman goes through while she listens to the man she loves talk about his exploits with other women.

Men are blind. They are oblivious to the body language or the subtle hints that women leave for them. Dorothy Parker touches on this fact in this poem. Despite his inability to see her love and unwillingness to stay with any one woman, the lady is still in love with him. This can be seen from the last few lines where she wishes she could kiss him goodbye, even as he goes in search for other women.

Furthermore, the woman comes across as helpless as she tries to convey her feelings towards the man she loves. She tries everything to lure him into loving her again but she is fighting a losing battle, because the love is unrequited. He is in love with the chase and therefore the man is unable to see it, or maybe he refuses to see it. He is happy being a player, and is also content with driving the knife deeper into the wound of the speaker’s heart by telling the tale of his infidelity. He has failed in finding true love because he cannot recognize love even if it literally stares him in the eyes and that is the icing on the cake of this tragic “love” story.

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