Personal response to Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden My mother sighs as my brother complains about the meal we are eating. “Why must we always eat the same food?” he whines. This scene repeats itself every night and each time my mother grows wearier. My mother is permanently busy. Either she’s at work, or at home washing clothes, cleaning dishes, cleaning the house, doing yard work, fetching groceries, or preparing meals. She refuses all assistance offered. Due to this she is constantly tired
color is permanent, the poverty still exist, a lot of people live in houses full of cockroaches and poverty. We still have cohabitation, family living together with mother and adult married children in the same house. 6) An example of alliteration is In Those Winter Sundays ``Forgetting your coffee spreading on our
a youth’s regret for not understanding his father’s behavior was an expression of love in his poem, “ Those Winter Sundays.” The poem depicts an image of a hardworking but undemonstrative father performing trivial routines to take care of his son and family morning after morning, but the son never takes the time to thank his father for his concern. In Robert Hayden’s poem, “Those Winter Sundays”, he creates a touching but regretful story of the relationship between