The Nightingale Is Mute Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Nightingale Is Mute

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The nightingale is mute
And does not sing:
The wind warbleth not
To the green leaves
This stillness of the night.

The nightingale is mute
A rat the silence breaks
Rustling and running
Leaves rise and fall
Upturned by the rat feet.

And the wan moon
Looks down indifferent:
For the nightingale is mute
And does not sing.

Monday, October 3, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: leaves
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