Flower Sellers of London

Flower Sellers of London

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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(from a painting of the same name by Gustave Dore)

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Gustave captures poverty with brush strokes,
in fine oils he reveals sadness on faces
On a city of London bridge, two pretty flower sellers
are shabbily dressed, draped in shawls of drabness

A babe in the arms of each, one seller stands,
the other remains seated, at her skirts a shoeless girl
The hardship of the occasion is not lost to Gustave,
hues of insipid greys and shades of dark with one exception
A wicker basket ready, brimful of bunched blooms
beautiful flora chosen for colour and high scent
In a capital of opulence there is extreme destitution
if flowers don't sell, mouths will go hungry, rent unpaid
The flower sellers have a faraway look, they do not engage
a babe in arms and the barefoot child reach out with their eyes
The compassionate are yet to purchase and I wonder,
how many hours will pass before the basket is empty?

© 2018 Chris Shaw


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You too have painted a picture but in words. It makes distinct to me the metaphor of the poor in grey selling the opulent, maybe it is in the mass' of the poor that power resides. This has been used as a theme for social revolutions. A wonderful picture that evokes pitty and hope.

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Many thanks Soren. The painting was amazing. So much going on about deprivation against wealth. Plea.. read more



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You brought a painting alive, Chris.
Amazing artistry!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Thank you Jimmy.
I have just looked at this beautiful picture of sadness on Google,and how well you have described it Chris... can you not upload it to accompany your poem ?

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

My computer has a storage problem at the moment Stella. I am unable to save or upload anything until.. read more
Stella Armour

5 Years Ago

A lovely painting it is too :)
Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Yes, it is in one of the galleries in Liverpool.
i slightly remember about gustave flaubert's water color painting of flowers sellers it has a realistic air about the painting

Posted 5 Years Ago


Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Different, painter, different medium, but probably highlighting the contrast between wealth and pove.. read more

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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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