(1854-1900 / Dublin / Ireland)

Symphony In Yellow

An omnibus across the bridge
Crawls like a yellow butterfly,
And, here and there a passer-by
Shows like a little restless midge.

Big barges full of yellow hay
Are moored against the shadowy wharf,
And, like a yellow silken scarf,
The thick fog hangs along the quay.

The yellow leaves begin to fade
And flutter from the temple elms,
And at my feet the pale green Thames
Lies like a rod of rippled jade.

by Oscar Wilde

Comments (16)

Great stuff 👍 True meaning! !
Loved the title of the poem, as well as the depiction of the scenery. The crawling of the omnibus across the bridge like a butterfly as against a lone passer by that showed like a 'midge' is an excellent depiction. The picture appears vivid. The thick fog hanging along the quay like a 'yellow silken scarf' is also another classic imagery.
So nice. Quietly flows the lines. Enjoyed rhyming.
A well composed rhyming poem, good constructed, most honorable deserved as Modern poem Of The Day. Congratulations to OW´s family. At his time the Thames was pale green, does this mean that the Thames was still a dirty river with green alges? Nowadays the water is light blue when the sky is light blue and darkest blue when it is going to rain. A good poem of OW´s time. Myriad of 10´s for this excellent read.
Moored against! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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