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Famous Mutes Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Mutes poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous mutes poems. These examples illustrate what a famous mutes poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by Soyinka, Wole
...Blue diaphane, tobacco smoke
Serpentine on wet film and wood glaze,
Mutes chrome, wreathes velvet drapes,
Dims the cave of mirrors. Ghost fingers
Comb seaweed hair, stroke acquamarine veins
Of marooned mariners, captives
Of Circe's sultry notes. The barman
Dispenses igneous potions ?
Somnabulist, the band plays on.

Cocktail mixer, silvery fish
Dances for limpet clients.
Applause is steeped in lassi...Read more of this...



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...Blue diaphane, tobacco smoke
Serpentine on wet film and wood glaze, 
Mutes chrome, wreathes velvet drapes,
Dims the cave of mirrors. Ghost fingers
Comb seaweed hair, stroke acquamarine veins 
Of marooned mariners, captives 
Of Circe's sultry notes. The barman
Dispenses igneous potions ?
Somnabulist, the band plays on. 

Cocktail mixer, silvery fish
Dances for limpet clients.
Applause is steeped in lassitude,
T...Read more of this...

by Dubie, Norman
..., how old Illyawas drunk
That last holiday, for five days and nights

He stumbled through Petersburg forming
A choir of mutes, he dressed them in pink ascension gowns

And, then, sold Father's Tirietz stallion so to rent
A hall for his Christmas recital: the audience

Was rowdy but Illya in his black robes turned on them
And gave them that look of his; the hall fell silent

And violently he threw his hair to the side and up
Went the baton, the recital ended exactly one hour

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by Levertov, Denise
...e,
an ugly enough song, sung
by a bird with a slit tongue

but meant for music?

Or are they the muffled roaring
of deafmutes trapped in a building that is
slowly filling with smoke?

Perhaps both.

Such men most often 
look as if groan were all they could do,
yet a woman, in spite of herself,

knows it's a tribute:
if she were lacking all grace
they'd pass her in silence:

so it's not only to say she's
a warm hole. It's a word

in grief-language, nothing to do with
p...Read more of this...

by Hugo, Victor
...thousands to the grave. 
 They are but as a rushen carpet to my feet. 
 Instead of human beings, eunuchs, blacks, or mutes, 
 Be yours, oh, Sphinxes, with the glad names on your fronts! 
 The task, with voice attuned to emulate the flute's, 
 To charm the king, whose chase is man, and wars his hunts. 
 
 "Some portion of your splendor back on me reflect, 
 Sing out in praiseful chains of melodious links! 
 Oh, throne, which I with bloody spoils have so bedecked, 
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by Southey, Robert
...and drop, and die.
Thus o'er the Persian dome their plaudits ring,
And the high hall re-echoed--live the King!
The Mutes bow'd reverent down before their Lord,
The assembled Satraps envied and ador'd,
Joy sparkled in the Monarch's conscious eyes,
And his pleas'd pride already doom'd the prize.

Silent they saw Zorobabel advance:
Quick on Apame shot his timid glance,
With downward eye he paus'd a moment mute,
And with light finger touch'd the softer lute.
Apame kn...Read more of this...

by Williams, William Carlos (WCW)
...
go crazy—
mountain folk from Kentucky

or the ribbed north end of
Jersey
with its isolate lakes and

valleys, its deaf-mutes, thieves
old names
and promiscuity between

devil-may-care men who have taken
to railroading
out of sheer lust of adventure—

and young slatterns, bathed
in filth
from Monday to Saturday

to be tricked out that night
with gauds
from imaginations which have no

peasant traditions to give them
character
but flutter and flaunt

sheer rags-succumbing witho...Read more of this...

by Chudleigh, Lady Mary
..., 
And all his innate rigour shows : 
Then but to look, to laugh, or speak, 
Will the nuptial contract break. 
Like mutes, she signs alone must make, 
And never any freedom take : 
But still be govern'd by a nod, 
And fear her husband as a God : 
Him still must serve, him still obey, 
And nothing act, and nothing say, 
But what her haughty lord thinks fit, 
Who with the power, has all the wit. 
Then shun, oh ! shun that wretched state, 
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