25 Sept 2013

incident; a reflection of sadistic collective memory.


Once riding in old Baltimore,
Heart-filled, head-filled with glee,
I saw a Baltimorean
Keep looking straight at me.

Now I was eight and very small,
And he was no whit bigger,
And so I smiled, but he poked out
His tongue, and called me, 'Nigger.'

I saw the whole of Baltimore
From May until December;
Of all the things that happened there
That's all that I remember.

Incident * Countee Cullen



*reflections (from questions on page 143)

1. The whole construction of Incident; a three quatrain ballad represented in a narrative form of two minors bumped into each other made it easier to sense the aspects of 'unfamiliarity' and 'despise'. Despite of their equal traits as a minor, enveloped in the initial opening of stanza two “Now I was eight and very small, and he was no whit bigger” which explained the communal aspects of both childrens in perhaps size, age as well as behavior presenting the sense of equality, Cullen then exemplifies a perfect visualization of 'unfamiliarity' and 'despise' by utilising a sentence which reads “..but he poked out his tongue, and called me, 'Nigger'.” His approach clarified a degree of tension, due racialization, and the white supremacy which regarded as better or supreme, providing astute evidences of two different racial castes between the two minors.


2. In reference to Cullen's background who were born in Baltimore, New York and a leading figure of the Harlem Renaissance, his approach of presenting a first hand experience on racism which might conclude oppression, struggle as well as self-conflicting identity in facing routines amidst the white faces made this part much more significant. Relatively, his personal experience of being a part of Baltimorean multiethnic community brought a profound impact. As a poet, he wanted us to obtain a vivid imagery of how racism affected the minority of African-American descent by sharing his deep thought and reflections of seeing Baltimore as a 'whole', in a certain period of time which read “From May until December” evoking the sense of collective memory of all black Americans and their painful oppressed childhood which will stick like a cancer througout of their lives that reads “That's all that I remember”.