a ppt on those winter sundays by robert hayden

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POOCHAKKALB. Ed. 2013-’14

Kerala University

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Anjaly V.

English

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Submitted to:Miss. Dhanya Kumar

Lecturer in EnglishSNTC, Sreekandeswaram

Those Winter SundaysRobert Hayden

With a sense ofgrief a son fondlyrecalls how henever appreciatedhis father’s lovewhen he was aboy

Robert Hayden (1913-80) isan American poet, essayistand educator. His worksoften address the plight ofAfrican Americans. He haswritten political poetry,including a sequence onthe Vietnam War.

THOSE WINTER SUNDAYS

Sundays too my father got up earlyand put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,then with cracked hands that achedfrom labour in the weekday weather madebanked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him.I’d wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking.When the rooms were warm, he’d call,and slowly I would rise and dress,fearing the chronic angers of that house,Speaking indifferently to him,who had driven out the coldand polished my good shoes as well.What did I know, what did I knowof love’s austere and lonely offices?

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