Where Roses would not dare to go,
Where Roses would not dare to go, What Heart would risk the way -- And so I send my Crimson Scouts To sound the Enemy --
Emily Dickinson
Where Roses would not dare to go, What Heart would risk the way -- And so I send my Crimson Scouts To sound the Enemy --
Dickinson imagines a place so intimidating that even roses won’t go there. If the flower of love and beauty balks, what human heart would risk it? Rather than retreat, the speaker sends in her own advance party: “Crimson Scouts.” That phrase glows with a bodily, almost bloody intensity—maybe she…
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