Oscar Wilde

(1854-1900 / Dublin / Ireland)

A Villanelle - Poem by Oscar Wilde

O singer of Persephone!
In the dim meadows desolate
Dost thou remember Sicily?

Still through the ivy flits the bee
Where Amaryllis lies in state;
O Singer of Persephone!

Simaetha calls on Hecate
And hears the wild dogs at the gate;
Dost thou remember Sicily?

Still by the light and laughing sea
Poor Polypheme bemoans his fate;
O Singer of Persephone!

And still in boyish rivalry
Young Daphnis challenges his mate;
Dost thou remember Sicily?

Slim Lacon keeps a goat for thee,
For thee the jocund shepherds wait;
O Singer of Persephone!
Dost thou remember Sicily?

Form: Villanelle

Comments about A Villanelle by Oscar Wilde

  • Gold Star - 37,008 Points * Sunprincess * (10/17/2015 6:16:00 PM)

    ..truly beautiful and well penned ★ (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 45,481 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (5/14/2014 3:47:00 AM)

    Great poem from oscar wild. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 1, 2010

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