Emancipation Poem by Emily Dickinson

Emancipation

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No rack can torture me,
My soul's at liberty
Behind this mortal bone
There knits a bolder one

You cannot prick with saw,
Nor rend with scymitar.
Two bodies therefore be;
Bind one, and one will flee.

The eagle of his nest
No easier divest
And gain the sky,
Than mayest thou,

Except thyself may be
Thine enemy;
Captivity is consciousness,
So's liberty.

Wednesday, December 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
* Sunprincess * 29 November 2015

......a wonderful write....an eagle represents freedom ★

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Birgitta Abimbola Heikka 11 December 2014

Beautiful poem about freedom in her time. Torture of the soul is more the norm these days. Destroy the spirit and the dweller destroys the body.

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