Symphony In Yellow

An omnibus across the

Crawls like a yellow butterfly,

And, here and there a

Shows like a little restless midge.

Big barges full of yellow

Are moored against the shadowy wharf,

And, like a yellow silken scarf,

The thick fog hangs along the quay.

The yellow leaves begin to

And flutter from the temple elms,

And at my feet the pale green

Lies like a rod of rippled jade.