Poems to share

No Rack can torture me

No Rack can torture me—
My Soul—at Liberty—
Behind this mortal Bone
There knits a bolder One—

You cannot prick with saw—
Nor pierce with Scimitar—
Two Bodies—therefore be—
Bind One—The Other fly—

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.

Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) was an American poet from Amherst, Massachusetts. She wrote a very large number of poems (over 1,800) but fewer than a dozen of her poems were published while she was alive. Most of her work was discovered after her death and published by her friends.