This poem uses the genre of "Found Poetry" whereby a series of snippets and phrases from four poems* have been stitched together and edited to produce a newer text with fresh meaning.
The poem has been composed in response to 'EXIT', the Vetements special film:
The Poet's Prison
When Love with unconfinèd wings
hovers within my gates, and
my divine Althea brings
her whispers to the grate,
Then all at once I see a crowd,
a host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
But I’m lost
in the dark labyrinth of my mind:
No way out, no exits, only dead ends.
Suffocation, torture, desert or jungle.
And when I lie tangled in her hair,
fettered to her deep blue eyes,
the Gods that wanton in the air,
give me no such liberty.
I am trapped in a jungle of voices
in which I cannot
Even so, you insist that I take flight
You will not set me free. That
you stitch-my-eyelashes-closed, and
insist that I must explain the weather.
Terrorise my feet with echoes of chains ----
The waves beside them danced; but they
out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
I’m trapped in the undertow of the sea,
fighting to get back to the surface.
Why must they torture me?
I feel as if they’re tearing the skin off my body.
I wandered lonely as a cloud
that floats on high o'er vales and hills,
Stone walls do not a prison make,
nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent
and quiet take
that for an hermitage.
If I have freedom
in my love,
and in my soul I am free,
angels alone that
enjoy such ---- liberty.
Trapped In My Mind, by Khaleel Steir, www.poemhunter.com/poem/trapped-in-my-mind/, [accessed 18 July 2015]
This Prisoner Breathes, by Noshi Gillani, www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-prisoner-breathes/, [accessed 18 July 2015]
I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud, by William Wordsworth, www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174790, [accessed 18 July 2015]
To Althea, From Prison, by Richard Lovelace, www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/173923, [accessed 18 July 2015]
Words: Compiled by Grace Carter