Harold Pinter


The Ventriloquists - Poem by Harold Pinter

I send my voice into your mouth
You return the compliment

I am the Count of Cannizzaro
You are Her Royal Highness the Princess Augusta

I am the thaumaturgic chain
You hold the opera glass and cards

You become extemporaneous song
I am your tutor

You are my invisible seed
I am Timour the Tartar

You are my curious trick
I your enchanted caddy

I am your confounding doll
You my confounded dummy.

Comments about The Ventriloquists by Harold Pinter

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (10/4/2016 2:05:00 AM)

    You and me in a very interesting way, I enjoyed it. (Report) Reply

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  • (6/16/2012 2:29:00 AM)

    Genius! We miss you Harold! ! (Report) Reply

  • Ahmad Shiddiqi (10/9/2008 11:03:00 PM)

    simply gorgeous! keep writing! could you read and comment on my poems too? thank you. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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