Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

I never hear the word 'escape'


I never hear the word 'escape'
Without a quicker blood,
A sudden expectation,
A flying attitude.

I never hear of prisons broad
By soldiers battered down,
But I tug childish at my bars, --
Only to fail again!

Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2001
Edited: Tuesday, May 15, 2001

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