Robert Frost (1874–1963). Miscellaneous Poems to 1920. 1920.
7. The Lockless Door
(From A Miscellany of American Poetry 1920 [New York, 1920].)I
But at last came a knock,
And I thought of the door
With no lock to lock.
I tip-toed the floor,
And raised both hands
In prayer to the door.
My window was wide;
I climbed on the sill
And descended outside.
I bade a “Come in”
To whoever the knock
At the door may have been.
I emptied my cage
To hide in the world
And alter with age.