Comparing Those Winter Sundays 'And My Papa's Waltz'

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"Sundays too my father got up early and / And put his clothes on in the blueback cold" comes from Robert Hayden's "Those Winter Sundays" and describes the life of the speaker who reminisces of the childhood experiences that were spent with the speaker's father (1-2). "At every step you missed / My right ear scraped a buckle" comes from Theodore Roethke's "My Papa's Waltz and also exemplifies a past relationship between a child and father (11-2). Despite the many similarities that exist between Theodore Roethke's "My Papa's Waltz" and Robert Hayden's "Those Winter Sundays" the tone, diction, and poetic devices that are used in each poem

Having little to no concern for oneself, that definition of selfless best describes the father in Robert Hayden’s, “Those Winter Sundays”, as well as mine. Because of this I decided to write my first paper for this class about the relationship between a father and son. Before taking this class I was never able to relate to a poem quite like this one. Especially when it comes to how hard a good parent is willing work to provide for their family. How despite the fact that my Father, much like the father mentioned in Robert Hayden’s poem, did not receive the recognition he deserved for his hard work he never stopped going the extra mile for my family. Also similar to the poem I look back with some regret on the lack of appreciation I showed to my Father. With fathers that display such hard work and dedication, even in the face of people who don’t fully appreciate them, relating to the wonderful poem by Robert Hayden’s “Those Winter Sundays” was easier than I expected.

When introduced to “My Papa’s Waltz” by Theodore Roethke, there is a sense of nostalgia; like watching an old black and white movie. Contradictory to the title however, the poem depicts a perplexing scene of a father drunkenly dancing his son up to bed. There is a bit of controversy about this poem over whether this is about a childhood memory of a son’s cherished moment with his father, or if it is about a violent, dysfunctional family situation. In fact it is both. Theodore Roethke had a conflicting relationship with his father. He adored the man, but feared him at the same time. Roethke lost his father as a young teen and much of his literary works reflect the impact the father had on his son.

In the third stanza, the narrator is remembering some details like the broken knuckle of his father (line 10), and that his ear was scraping on his father's belt buckle (line 12). As well in the fourth stanza, the narrator mentions the dirt caked on his father's hand (line 14). These images of the son imply a hard working father who had just come home from the plant and was spending time with his little son before putting him to bed. These images also support my point of view that the author still has pleasant memories of the event, which would not be the case if there was abuse,

The use of grim diction throughout the poem reveals the negative relationship between the father and

An individual’s perception of the world develops from their childhood memories. The recollection of events, experiences and lessons learned as a child collaborate to form an individual’s perspective towards everyday life. Among these memories, there are those involving parental influence or a lack thereof. The poem Papa’s Waltz by Theodore Roethke and the poem Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden focus on an adult’s reflection of a childhood memory with their father. The poems make use of various styles of figurative language to illustrate the change in perspective as the child matures.

Poem: “Those Winter Sundays” by Robert Hayden The poem “Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden was actually about a little boy and his father who has an uninteresting relationship with his dad. In this poem, it tells us the readers about things the father does for his family most especially his son without being rewarded for his hard work. According to the poem, the speaker fears his father so much maybe that is why the speaker(son) father become so wicked to them especially the speaker(son) due to the much pains that his father went through for his family.

The Tone of “Daddy” and “My Papa’s Waltz” is what differentiates the two child-father relationships in the poems from one another with “Daddy” having a tone of hate and fear

The role a father plays in the development of his child leaves an impact on the kid forever. On the contrary, the poor representation of a father can leave his own seed feeling distasteful from his own childhood. In the poems "Those Winter Sundays" written by Robert Hayden, and "My Papa's Waltz" written by Theodore Roethke, their lies a difference in both patriarchs that is as vast as light and dark. The writers tell their stories in a retrospective form. At any rate, both poems do share a dad that is at least present in their kids' lives, however, it is important to note that in "Those Winter Sundays," the father is a hard-working man that is unappreciated from his child, while in "My Papa's Waltz," the father is abusive to his kid and

Indeed, the theory that the author’s father was abusive, is agreeable to a point, I cannot accept the overall conclusion that the whole poem was written as a reflection on the author’s abuse from his father. “The hand that held my wrist[, w]as battered on one knuckle,” Roethke states in stanza 3. Though one can see how the two lines can be taken as if the father was firmly grasping the child’s wrist, while at the same time, others see it as a father gently holding

Having little to no concern for oneself, that definition of selfless best describes the father in Robert Hayden’s, “Those Winter Sundays”, as well as mine. Because of this I decided to write my first paper for this class about the relationship between a father and son. Before taking this class I was never able to relate to a poem quite like this one. Especially when it comes to how hard a good parent is willing work to provide for their family. How despite the fact that my Father, much like the father mentioned in Robert Hayden’s poem, did not receive the recognition he deserved for his hard work he never stopped going the extra mile for my family. Also similar to the poem I look back with some regret on the lack of appreciation I showed to my Father. With fathers that display such hard work and dedication, even in the face of people who don’t fully appreciate them, relating to the wonderful poem by Robert Hayden’s “Those Winter Sundays” was easier than I expected.

Robert Hayden’s 1966 poem entitled “Those Winter Sundays” is a seemingly superficial illustration of a typical Sunday morning in the narrator’s childhood home. The short length of the poem, along with the use of straightforward diction, however, conceals the darker subject matter that the author is trying to convey. The poem describes the narrator’s regret, in hindsight, that he did not recognize or appreciate his father’s love during childhood. Through his strategic use of punctuation, specific diction, and symbolic structure, Robert Hayden, in his poem “Those Winter Sundays,” reflects on a strained and regretfully underappreciated relationship between father and son.

Theodore Roethke wrote a poem called, My Papa’s Waltz. This poem is regarding the son’s memory of his father which is a metaphor to describe that relationship to be rough. Roethke tells us, “such waltzing was not easy / you beat time on my head” (4,13). Roethke uses simile to describe the son dislike the father’s smell of alcohol but had to endured it, “could make a small boy dizzy/ but I hung on like death” (2-3). The poem’s mood is sad and angry because he is describing the waltz was not

and affection for his father. In both poems this valuable skill of compassion is learned from