“Those Winter
Sundays” by Robert Haydon and “My Papa’s Waltz” by Theodore Roethke are similar
because they share the theme of father-son relationships, yet at the same different.
Told through the rueful voice of his son, “Those Winter Sundays” reflects how
unnoticed a fathers love went over many years. “My Papa’s Waltz” represents a
strong bond between a boy and his father, through a scene of “romping” and joy
when the father comes home. And while this poem shows how strong a father-son
relationship can be “Those Winter Sundays” has a different, rather negative
perspective on this theme. It shows how a father who may have seemed cold or
tough on the outside may have actually been there for his son all along, caring
and loving and it implies how disappointing it feels to realize that to late.
In “Those
Winter Sundays” by Robert Haydon, the speaker reflects on life with a father
who “Sundays too…got up early/and put his clothes on in the blueblack
cold/…with cracked hand that ached/”. This alludes to a father, who would wake
up early, even on a weekend. He “made banked fires blaze” though “no one ever
thanked him.” Not only that, he can recall “speaking indifferently to him/who
had driven out the cold/and polished my shoes good as well.” This makes me
think about what the family considered the father to be. Maybe, they considered
him as a tough person or maybe they didn’t think about him much at all. One
thing is obvious-they didn’t appreciate or ever recognize the thoughtful acts
he did for them. Moreover, I the family had thought of the father was a
compassionate, loving man to begin with; they wouldn’t be so oblivious to his
kindness. But they were oblivious, which shows they can see a part of him
that’s really there. Lastly the speaker wonders “What did I know, what did I
know/of love’s austere and lonely offices?” The speaker is reflecting on how
his fathers past unnoticed efforts create a sense of sadness in his memories.
Here Haydon shows us the feeling of never recognizing somebody’s love for you
when you had it.
“My Papa’s
Waltz” by Theodore Roethke is also about the speaker’s memories with his
father. This poem depicts an evening at home when his father returns from work.
The father-a hardworking middle class man with “palms caked hard by dirt” and a
hand that “was battered on one knuckle” is “romping” in the kitchen with his
son. He had “whiskey on his breath that could make a small boy dizzy,” showing
that he probably had a glass or two to drink after work. Clearly the two are enjoying
themselves sharing a moment that is both rare and special due to his father
being at work all the time and having no spare time to spend with his family. I,
personally can understand this moment, as my father used to work long hours and
come home late. It’s a great feeling, as well. They “…romped until the
pans/slid from the kitchen shelf.” Then the father “… waltzed (his son) off to
bed/still clinging to his shirt”. The mother stands off to the side, her face
full of disapproval at their racket. Clearly, she is an observer of the two,
rather than a part of their relationship. Here Roethke makes us wonder what
it’s like to be that person, watching joy and love unfold right before your
eyes. We know we might see something close and wonderful and definitely worth
watching.
To conclude,
the poem “Those Winter Sundays” by Robert Haydon depicts an ungrateful speaker
who can’t see the kindness in his father, making it slightly negative, while “My
Papa’s Waltz” is about a joyful evening when the speakers father comes home,
giving it a more negative feeling. While both poems delve into the theme of
father-son relationships beautifully, the also do it differently.
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