Dorothy Parker - Leading a discussion on her at Wit's End on Friday

Experience

Some men tear your heart in two,

Some men flirt and flatter,

Some men never look at you,

And that clears up the matter.

First printed in Life, (8 April 1926) p. 11

Rainy Night

I am sister to the rain;

Fey and sudden and unholy,

Petulant at the windowpane,

Quickly lost, remembered slowly.

First printed in New Yorker, (26 September 1926) p. 10