Four Notions of Freedom

Whitman: “Do I contradict myself? / Very well then….I contradict myself; / I am large….I contain multitudes.”

This is one of my favorite Whitman lines; it really sums up his view of freedom for me.  To me, the line represents, as I mentioned in my previous blog, Whitman’s freedom from himself.  In saying “Very well then….I contradict myself” I feel he is saying that in the end, he is even free from his own limiting self image, he is even free from himself.  And seeing as how the poem is called Song of Myself, I think that is quite revolutionary.    

Dickinson: “They shut me up in Prose—”

I chose this line because even though it literally speaks of being shut up, or trapped, it defines freedom for Dickinson by defining for her what freedom is not.  In my eyes, Dickinson found freedom though writing poetry.  As an introvert and a secluded recluse, Dickinson was in many ways not free.  However, through writing, through the expression of her consciousness, she was able to find freedom.  This line, to me defines this notion of freedom. 

Emerson:  “Free even to the definition of freedom, "without any hindrance that does not arise out of his own constitution."

I chose this quote because this, to me, is what separates Whitman and Emerson.  Emerson sought freedom from the past, freedom from the definitions of society, but in my eyes he still felt limited by the self.  Here he states that explicitly, for he implies that you might not be free from that which arises from your own constitution.  Whitman, on the other hand, sought freedom even from this. 

Douglass:  “I was now my own master. It was a happy moment, the rapture of which can be understood only by those who have been slaves. It was the first work, the reward of which was to be entirely my own. There was no Master Hugh standing ready, the moment I earned the money, to rob me of it. I worked that day with a pleasure I had never before experienced.”

This quote really defines the freedom Douglas found through owning his own labor, and being his own master.  Until this point, although he was physically free, his mind was still in the shackles of his past, still under the influence of slavery.  In the realization that he finally owned what he himself earned, he found freedom; at least he found as much freedom as life in those days could allow.   

Civility

From poem number 718, I have chosen the word Civility, from the line “For His Civility--”   I have chosen this as the richest word in the poem for a number of reasons.  I feel that it refers to Death, specifically the personification of death.  In the poem Dickinson describes herself meeting Death and riding with him in a carriage, passing a school and children, then fields, then a house, etc.  I chose the word Civility because I find her descriptions of Death rather profound.  In this poem, death is not something or someone to be feared, but rather a kind of ferryman that rides with her, side by side, through life.  She says he kindly stopped for her, and he describes him as having civility.  In this manner, Death is seen as corresponding to life, as something natural and not to be feared.  Death is described more as a civil guide who carries you from life as you recall childhood, and adulthood, as the poem says, toward Eternity.  Civility, to me, really encapsulates this poem,  mainly because it seems to sum up Dickinson's attitude towards Death.

Dickinson and Death

Poem 712

Because I could not stop for Death --
He kindly stopped for me --
The Carriage held but just Ourselves --
And Immortality.
We slowly drove -- He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility --
We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess -- in the Ring --
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain --
We passed the Setting Sun --
Or rather -- He passed Us –

The most interesting thing I noticed in the poem, after looking back, is the relationship between Death and Children, and Death and Immortality, also, the personification of Death and Immortality, and the significance of riding with them to an unknown place.

Because I could not stop for Death –

What does she mean by stop for Death?

Why is Death capitalized ?

Eight Syllable line, Iambic Tetrameter

Because- question or statement?

Who is Death? Entity? Metaphor? Noun?

He kindly stopped for me--

Six syllable Iambic Trimeter

Is a Death a physical being capable of stopping?

Are they meeting somewhere?

Does she implying she will die?

The Carriage held but just Ourselves –

Eight Syllable line, Iambic Tetrameter

Why are Carriage and Ourselves capitalized?

Why the dashes at the end of all the lines?

Is she traveling in the Carriage as she meets Death?

Is Carriage a reference to something biblical?

Does Ourselves imply a relationship with audience?

And Immortality.

Six syllable Iambic Trimeter

Again why the capitalization (common in Dickinson poems, almost one in every line)

Is Immortality being personified?

Dual relationship with Death?

Does this have spiritual implications?

Why a period at the end?

Rhymes with me from previous line

We slowly drove -- He knew no haste

Who is we?

Why the dash separating the clauses?

Is He referring to Death?

Eight Syllable line, Iambic Tetrameter

Does haste imply they are going somewhere?

And I had put away

Is I Dickenson?

Six syllable Iambic Trimeter

My labor and my leisure too,

Eight Syllable line, Iambic Tetrameter

Dual relationship of labor and leisure

What does she mean that she put her labor and leisure away?

For His Civility –

Six syllable Iambic Trimeter

Is His referring to Death?

Is Death Civil?

Why the capitalizations?

Could His refer to Christ/God?

We passed the School, where Children strove

Eight Syllable line, Iambic Tetrameter

Why the Capitals, are School/Children significant in their relation to Death?

Why is Death near a school and children?

Is Death riding with them?

First of three repetitions of “We passed the”

At Recess -- in the Ring –

Six syllable Iambic Trimeter

Imagery of children playing/childhood

Odd comparison with Death? Why contrast the two?

Why the dashes in the middle?

We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –

Eight Syllable line, Iambic Tetrameter

Second repetition of “We passed the”

Again why capitalize?

Can Grain Gaze?

Could this refer to something biblical? A Hymn?

We passed the Setting Sun –

Six syllable Iambic Trimeter

Third repetition of “We passed the”

Setting Sun creates vivid imagery paired with the image of fields of gazing grain

Where are they going?

Or rather -- He passed Us –

Six syllable Iambic Trimeter

Who passed Us?  The setting sun or death?

Is passing a metaphor for Immortality?

Why end with another six syllable line? Throws of the meter

Freedom.

            Before comparing and contrasting the differences between Emerson, Whitman, and Douglass, I will say, outright, that the ultimate freedom each seeks is freedom of consciousness.  Each author, I believe, recognized very well that there is no other kind of true freedom.  Of course, physical freedom was an issue for Douglass; that goes without saying.  But if you examine Douglass’s slave narrative closely, it is quite obvious that true freedom for him was something mental, and that his physical freedom was did not lead to his emancipation.  Whitman and Emerson, on the other hand, were white.  So they were, of course, physically free.  They were, perhaps, not always well off, but this fact alone, to me, indicates that the freedom they defined was through consciousness. 

            Staring with Douglass, the most important theme of his freedom, was, as he puts it, the idea of being a slave in form, rather than a slave in fact.  The “form” represents the physical shackles of slavery.  The “fact” represents something much deeper.  The fact of slavery was the enslavement of consciousness, and the complex system of inhumanity used by slaveholders to morally and mentally keep African Americans enslaved.  These tactics are well described in Douglass’s slave narrative.  For example, the way the masters would give slaves those few days of freedom after Christmas, and then challenge them to get horribly drunk, just so they could impress upon them an ironic sense of equating freedom with being sick. 

For Douglass, true freedom was something inside.  This inner freedom, however, did not come about by purely inner means.  This inner freedom came, ironically, through labor.  All his life, Douglass never knew the rewards of his own labor; he never had a direct sense of what his labor was worth.  While working as a caulker on the docks, he, for the first time discovered this worth.  And it was through this discovery that he learned that true freedom for him was to keep what he earned, therefore becoming his own master.  Although this sense of owning one’s own labor involves the physical exchange of money, it was through this that Douglass became free in his mind.  It was only when he could work and earn a living for himself, that Douglass could finally be free, a slave neither in form, nor in fact.

            Emerson, on the other hand, sought mental freedom, not from one’s own limitations, but from the limitations of society, and from the limitations of the past.  Emerson believed that a scholar could not be free unless he or she (he back then) could cast off the bondages of what other men have done in the past.  He saw that imitation was a form of slavery, slavery to the ideas of others.  Freedom for Emerson came through authenticity, from being able to, in a sense, ignore the past, and be truly creative now.  He saw reliance upon books, reliance upon other people, as a hindrance to real creativity.  So, like Douglass, the freedom Emerson defined was one of consciousness, but still, that freedom was within the boundaries of society, because it sought the approval of society.  Why else would he give his speech at Cambridge?  Emerson desired to free scholars from the past, but he still wanted them to conform to societal rule.

            Whitman however, sought an entirely different form of freedom.  While there are many ways in which Whitman was everything Emerson dreamed of, there are many ways in which Whitman represented nothing that Emerson ever could have imagined.  To me, Whitman sought freedom from everything, most importantly, freedom from oneself.  In other words, Whitman knew that even if you become free in the eyes of others, if you are still limited by your own ideas, by your own mind, then you are not free.  Through his poetry, Whitman sought to leave everything behind, to become, in a way, empty.  And through this emptiness, he was filled with the universe.  He was free to become anyone, and in many ways, Song of Myself, was Whitman speaking for others by becoming them.  By celebrating himself, he was celebrating everyone.  He could celebrate himself because he was free from himself.  This kind of freedom went way beyond Emerson.  This kind of freedom was, and still is, dangerous.  Whitman represented a wild kind of spiritual freedom from society, from which Whitman stood on the outside, naked and undisguised, looking in.  I am blown away by Whitman every time I read him.  The kind of freedom he writes about is rare, it didn’t really exist then, and it hardly exists now.