Poem by Dorothy Parker

Finis

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.

1. A Fairly Sad Tale
2. For an Unknown Lady
3. News Item
4. Song of One of the Girls
5. The Leal

Alexander Anderson Finis ("The swart smoke geni with his heart aglow")

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