However, “Those Winter Sundays” is more about a boy that really didn’t appreciate his father’s tough love and hard work to kept heat in the house as the third stanza said “what did I know, what did I know / of love’s austere and lonely offices?” (13-14). Both of the poems deal with a father and a son with the same setting just one can be more negative than the other further more give you different judgment and have different attitudes. In “My Papa’s Waltz” the whole scenario is happening in the speaker’s house. When the boy’s father comes in the house drunk, he plays with him roughly through out the house, which, I believe is very inappropriate since he is “small boy” (2). As they continue playing they enter the kitchen energetically and dropping pans from the shelf.
The irony of the statement, “I hung on like death” (Roethke line 3) is a private one, yet deeply describes his yearning for one more waltz with his father who passed away when Theodore was only fifteen years ... ... middle of paper ... ...s his father tucks him into bed. He reflects on their lives. They have had their ups and downs, their struggles and their victories, and all the way his strong hand has held onto him tightly and never let him go. And Theodore has hung on to his father noticing that even though his knuckle was battered, he still didn’t let go of him. He writes that every step Papa missed it hurt him too.
The title of the poem sets the scene of a happy, upbeat dance between a father and son; however, the reader quickly uncovers the truth. In the second stanza, Roethke utilizes auditory imagery as he describes, “We romped until the pans / slid from the kitchen shelf;” (5-6). These lines create the image of a rough dance in the kitchen, which forces the boy to hold on tight to his father. Although the dance entails violence, the reader still understands that the boy loves his father. In addition, Roethke uses visual imagery as he depicts the father’s hand in the third stanza.
In “My Papa Waltz”, Theodore Roethke displays a happy little boy and his father dancing together after a long day of work. The little boy is enjoying the time spent with his father. His mother is watching with a disapproval look because the little boy is supposed to be in bed. But the father ignores the mother’s facial expression and continues enjoying his son. “My Papa’s Waltz” by Theodore Roethke writes about a little boy who is about to go to bed, and his father comes home with a strong smell of alcohol on his breath, “The whiskey on your breath / Could make a small boy dizzy;” (Roethke 1-2 ).
The Poem “My Papa’s Waltz”, a poem written by Theodore Roethke, is a poem that is both literal and figurative in nature. In summary, the poem is about a Dad that just got off of work that recently had a copious amount of whiskey, and he's waltzing around the kitchen area with his son. The dad is a man who works with his hands, because according to stanza three, line two, his knuckles are rough, and deals with a lot of dirt or dirty materials. This dance is not easy for the son, for example, in stanza three, line four, when he scrapes his ear on his dad's belt. This occurs every time there is seven syllables in a line, indicating the father missed a beat in his step of the waltz they are administering.
Although Theodore Roethke and Robert Hayden have very different experiences in childhood to write about, the overall message is appreciation of their fathers. Roethke's narrator appreciates that even though his father is not a polished dancer, he takes the time to roughhouse and dance with him as a boy. Even though it hurts a little, it is a fun moment between father and son. Hayden's narrator remembers what his father did for him every morning-lighting the fire and polishing his shoes-and has great regret that he didn't appreciate his father more for doing this things. However, Hayden gives us the chance, with this poem, to appreciate our fathers more.
Later in the chapter Brás is at a bar in which the bartender kept the name of his father on the bar even though his father is dead. For Brás that is an act of respect and legacy and makes him reflect on his complicated relationship he has with his father. On the contrary in Chapter ten, Brás is seventy six years and has his son, Miguel, all grown up. Unlike the relationship Brás had with his father, Miguel and Brás have a close relationship. In page 241, I can see the intense feeling of love Brás has for his son as he hugs and tells him “I love you son, I’m so proud of you.” Words that Brás never heard from his father when he was alive.
To support these themes Cook utilizes a number of reliable resources, both written and visual. In looking at the first and last of Cook=s six sections, Francis= conversion and his stigmatization at LaVerna, the theme of a full surrender to God can be seen. For a clearer understanding of Francis= conversion a brief look at his history is important. Francis was the son of a rich business man. In his youth, he spent time drinking with his friends and lived an entertaining life thanks to the pocket of his father.
Triumphing Over Challenges The story “Battle Royal”, by Ralph Ellison is about a young black man who has to overcome racial inequalities. The story opens with his grandfather dying words and leaving the family with words that stick with the main character for life. The main character, whose name in not mentioned, is very intelligent and because of this the prominent white businessmen ask him to give a speech at a hotel. Upon his arrival, the white men put him through many humiliating acts for their enjoyment. There is a boxing match and also an electric carpet, but the boy preservers through them all.
Both Roethke and Hayden both indicate that their fathers weren’t perfect although they look back admiringly at their fathers’ actions. To most individuals, a father is a man that spends time with and takes care of them which gains him love and respect. An episode of Roethke’s childhood is illustrated in “My Papa’s Waltz”. In “My Papa’s Waltz”, the father comes home showing signs of alcohol and then begins waltzing with his son. Roethke states that the father’s hands are “battered on one knuckle”.