Escape is such a thankful Word
I often in the Night
Consider it unto myself
No spectacle in sight

Escape — it is the Basket
In which the Heart is caught
When down some awful Battlement
The rest of Life is dropt —

‘Tis not to sight the savior —
It is to be the saved —
And that is why I lay my Head
Upon this trusty word —

Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem Escape is such a thankful Word

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