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.


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Trapped In My Mind, by Khaleel Steir,, [accessed 18 July 2015]

This Prisoner Breathes, by Noshi Gillani,, [accessed 18 July 2015]

I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud, by William Wordsworth,,  [accessed 18 July 2015]

To Althea, From Prison, by Richard Lovelace,, [accessed 18 July 2015]

Words: Compiled by Grace Carter