Friday, January 3, 2003

America Comments

Rating: 2.7

Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger's tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth!

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Claude McKay
COMMENTS
William Honeycutt 15 March 2020

I absolutely hate writing, but I really love this poem

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stu8777 27 March 2018

it has a rich taste of of America if that makes any sense

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Bob gram 05 March 2018

I think this poem really has a very good nhow of America

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wowwowowo 02 February 2018

garbage i hate this its boring as hell

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Eleonora Bonaldi 23 January 2018

I love this poem. As Italian with a denied visa and a consequently denied dream, I feel this poem a lot. Thanks for sharing such an amazing set of emotions.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 24 November 2017

Such an interesting poem presented nicely. Thanks for sharing and congratulations for the poem of the day.

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 24 November 2017

Stupendous write. A beautiful poem that can withstand the tests of time.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 24 November 2017

Such a sincere poem by Claude MacKay....

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Abhimanyu Kumar.s 24 November 2017

Bold, very bold expression.

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Jeanette Telusma 24 November 2017

A poem of truth about America..... however, the first word in the poem reads, Although. I loved the balance of this great piece overall. Congratulations! ! !

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Michael Walker 24 November 2017

A precise-rhymed sonnet that still shouts and whispers after such a long time. It gives Claude McKay's unique perspective of America as an immigrant.

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Muzahidul Reza 24 November 2017

Although she feeds me bread of bitterness, wonderfully penned, patriotic poem, thanks for sharing

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Edward Kofi Louis 24 November 2017

Bread of bitterness! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Glen Kappy 24 November 2017

If I’ve read this (Skakespearean) sonnet before, I had fogotten it. I’m impressed that McKay could yet hold psitive feelings for America despite what he personally and, more generally, black Americans had experienced. I’d guess that this is in part for people like Walt Whitman who had an inclusive view of America. For more of the same, if you who read this are interested, see my poems Listening to Genius Loves Company and Another View of Whitman. -GK

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 24 November 2017

This could be understood as nothing less than an affirmation of his belief in the greatness of America.........well thought out piece excellently crafted........thanks for sharing

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Fabrizio Frosini 05 February 2016

a very good poem, even after so many years..

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Nikunj Sharma 23 July 2009

alas..........it was written some time back..........america is changed now

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Selena Stone 02 October 2008

This is a great poem. i love to read Claude McKay's poems. He IS the BEST poet since Shakespeare.

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