The Prisoner

Edna St. Vincent Millay

All right,
Go ahead!
What’s in a name?
I guess I’ll be locked into
As much as I’m locked out of!

Next 10 Poems

• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Shroud
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Singing-woman From The Wood's Edge
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Suicide
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Unexplorer
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : Thou Art Not Lovelier Than Lilacs,-no
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : Three Songs Of Shattering
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : Thursday
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : Time Does Not Bring Relief; You All Have Lied
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : To A Poet That Died Young
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : To Kathleen

Previous 10 Poems

• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Poet And His Book
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Philosopher
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Penitent
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Merry Maid
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Little Hill
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Little Ghost
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Dream
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Death Of Autumn
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Blue-flag In The Bog
• Edna St. Vincent Millay : The Bean-stalk