The two sonnets I decided to choose are ‘America’, and ‘The City’s Love’. While these two aren’t exactly connected, the first one being a country, and the second one being a city, the two of them have very similar ideologies within them, with them being places of living that Claude Mckay personifies, and makes into women, similar themes, and nearly similar ways of phrasing. They both personify a place, and refer to them as a woman that does certain actions towards him, whether it be painful, good, or bad.
First, The City’s Love. This Sonnet begins with McKay referring to a special moment in time when the city’s grace sweeps across him, uncaring of his skin color. He then goes on to refer to himself as an ‘alien guest’ a foreigner of sorts, before suddenly personifying the city, turning it into a woman, one that bends down to him like a goddess, igniting the passion in his heart. This glimmer of hope and passion exceeds skin color, ethnicity, and everything above, acting as a love beyond everything. It’s, in a sense, a romantic-esque poem that writes about the beauty of common ground, and how it’s possible, no matter what.
America. The next sonnet by Claude Mckay starts off with ‘America’ being personified right away, with her feeding McKay what seems to be bitter bread, perhaps symbolizing something terrible. She then sinks her tiger-like tooth into his neck, perhaps a symbol the America’s death-like grip on him. However, after that, McKay suddenly changes his tone into an almost joyous tone, mentioning how he loves this cultured hell that tests his young body. He talks about how America’s vigor, its bustling melting pot of culture flows through him, causing him to stand against the hate (which we can correlate with prejudice and oppression) with sweeps like a flood. He stands in America without any sort of terror and malice but rather looks far ahead into the future to see something bright and hopeful, a priceless treasure it is. Most likely equality, common ground, perhaps a future (Beneath Time’s hand) where understanding reigns.
Claude McKay here, has created two poems of different places, but similar belief. The belief that underneath all the problems, underneath all the issues that lie in the world, there exists something beautiful, a haven for them. Whether it be for just the briefest moments, or in the far future, there exists a place before times (unerring hand) grasp that skin tone and ethnicity means nothing. There is only the individual, and what they do. – Edmund F.