Those Winter Days, My Father's Hat and My Papa's Walz

The poet portrayed the cold winter when he was lying on the bed on Sunday morning until the house got warm. The poet sympathized with what his father had on cold Sunday morning. The poet wrote: "On Sunday my father got up early and put on my clothes on blue and black clothes." "And then, in the weather of the day of work, with tired hands or with labor" ("Winter" 3-4). The poet emphasizes the words "crack" and "pain" and expresses how difficult it is to understand the father's life.

Theodore Roethke's "My Papa's Waltz" and Robert Hayden's "Winter Sundays" are poetry depicting the relationship between my father and my son. Speakers of both works reviewed the relationship with their fathers mainly when they were children. Since the fathers of these poems have their own way of expressing love, we have made the relationship with my son unusual. People can see the difference in poetry through the tones used by the speakers. "My father's waltz" and "That winter Sunday" is a poetry reflecting her father's love, but his attitude towards his father is different.

Speakers of "My Papa's Waltz" and "Winter Winter Sundays" reflect the relationship with the father. Both fathers love their children, but they express different ways. In "My Dad's Waltz", the lecturer said that his father's hand was "dirty" (Roethke 14). His father served them, worked hard to play with the children, and showed that he loved his family. This whole poem shows a fun game time for my father and son. Even though his father drank enough whiskey to "get dizzy" (Roethke 2), his son likes to be with him.

Theodore Roethke's "My Papa's Waltz" and Robert Hayden's "Winter Sundays" talk about memories of a man about his childhood relationship with his father. Both are related to communication, but apart from that, these two relationships are not even different. Rotke has a strong relationship with his father and can not express it. The relationship between Hayden and his father is silent. The important thing is that Rotke's poetry treats his father with the second person ("you"), which is not a distant praise for childhood happiness but a direct solution to Rotke's love. This poem sees Rotoke's childhood fun moment from the viewpoint; On his top, a drunken father hugging a boy is rotating in the kitchen. (Roethke, line 3). Indeed, as they became very powerful "I got off the shelf in the kitchen" (Roethke, lines 5 to 6)