Personal Narrative: Clear And Sweet Is My Soul

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My emotions would not ameliorate themselves, but how could they when they did not understand each other. They did not understand their identity, and with this, I could not fully fathom my despondency. Anger is not the sensation, that is a protective mechanism to cover up fear, hurt or sadness. As a result, I have come to the inevitable conclusion that these emotions resonate deep within my honorable, yet truthfully anamorphic, soul. “Clear and sweet is my soul . . . . and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul” (Whitman 29). New city, new people, and the possibility of a new life have begun to thoroughly ameliorate my mood one sunny July morning. Walking down the streets of New Orleans with the hope that everything will be exceptionally ordinary, I was trying to focus more on the fact that I would be beginning my new job, instead of where I was from and how I would be seen by these southern white folk who possess the same shade of skin as me. Although, it 's not until I hear the distinct sound of a child 's formidable cry that I realize what I have been blissfully ignorant to. The atmosphere around me plunges from warm with sweet jubilance to frigid with unspoken words and potential recriminations to those who have caused said noise in question. The crack of a whip, the occasional kick from…show more content…
This morality, along with other countless values represented within the folk music slaves sing while they work, has been an important factor that has contributed to my new poem. “A Poem of Walt Whitman, an American”, a wonderful name for a poem about me, myself, and I, but it will not be as narcissistic as it may sound. This poem will show that the self is both individual and universal, all men are alike and different in their own way. Instead of facing this calamity on a political level, I shall face it from a philosophical
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