I have just in the past few years became a person who can read poetry. I had previously not had the patience. The language in poetry is necessarily more dense than in fiction and therefore requires intellectual unpacking of a sort that I couldn’t harness. I’m finally a less feverish reader now, and I’m willing to reread and ponder in a way I couldn’t when I first started reading poetry.

Because April is National Poetry Month, I’ll be randomly posting some of my favorite poems. Expect many of them to be Dorothy Parker’s.

“Observation” by Dorothy Parker

If I don’t drive around the park,
I’m pretty sure to make my mark.
If I’m in bed each night by ten,
I may get back my looks again,
If I abstain from fun and such,
I’ll probably amount to much,
But I shall stay the way I am,
Because I do not give a damn.