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Poem without it's title (title shop)

Sundays ,too, my father got up early
and put his clothes on in the blueback cold
then with cracked hands that ached
from weather in the weekday weather made
banked 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 cold
and polished my good shoes as well.
What did I know, what did I know
of love's austere and lonely offices?

By Robert Hayden

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"On Taking For Granted"..........NEXT!

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Good morning!

A fools child, came straight to mind

Also

Machanical hands

Thank you...Teddy

You mean"mechanical hands"?

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oh yes, i did LOL sorry i was up with the cockerel today!

Thank you...Teddy

that I have read R. Hayden and am familiar with this piece.
I therefore submit an alternative title whilst enjoying that advantage.

'The Comfort of the Cold'
by Robert Hayden.

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Kind regards, Alan
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Underestimated Angels

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I was going to go with Weathered Hands, but there is already another poem with that title. My second choice would be Warmed Rooms.
L

My defense is simple enough. This poem sounds to me like it's about a grown child looking back on a stern father who showed his love Only in the stuff he did for his family. In retrospect the adult child finally understands that the simple task of starting the morning fires was his departed father's way of saying "I love you"

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I think fathers have always got some hidden love. They sometimes shy to show with words, but how can kids see this love? Our protagonist is not an exception, he underestimated his father's deeds.
The father here is the angel that the child under valued what he does for the family, hence come the underestimated angel.

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A good explanation for your choice

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The poem speaks of the coldness a great deal, and I see those weathered hands working in the cold, and then also preventing the discomfort of the cold. For me, the warmed room was not only a physical consoling, but given warmly and unconditionally as an act of love and care.
Thank you!
L

Now that you have explained your choice it makes sense especially if the reader give the poem more than a cursory thought

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My Father Loved Me.

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I stole my title from the defense of Scribbler's title, and I use the same defense! ~ Geez.

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Not to worry, to have given a good enough defense to have another use it is a compliment in my opinion..

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i see a boy who has everything done for him including polished shoes, in the first stanza its all about his dad being a hero yet no one appreciated his effort probably (mechanical hands) like robot ...... would fit in my own eyes as his dad did what he had to do with little appreciation.

but then again i see a man who hasnt asked for any appreciation and does it because he is the father, nor does he teach his child how to shine shoes which then come( Fools child) but i think i would finish it by saying mechanical hands. .

Thank you...Teddy

A good choice. And your defense is clear

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What's the original title boss.

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Suggests that the father (not papa or dad) got up early every day of his life. The formal 'father' implies that the hard working man acted more out of duty than love (where is mother?)
Polished my 'good shoes' suggests that, this day, they would be going on a Sunday outing, possibly to church. but still no mention of mother.
'The chronic anger of the house' tells us that it is constantly an unhappy family environment (houses don't demonstrate anger). No mention of a home, the fires (plural) are warming the house not the home.
Is 'father' a step father, or is mother a step mother and therefore not included?
Perhaps mother has passed away, but would that not bring the child closer to his father?
This story is a memory, a reflection as the narrator seeks absolution ~ 'what did I know of love's austere and lonely offices?'

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Excellent thoughts

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"THOSE WINTER SUNDAYS".....do ya'll think his title matches the strength of the poem?

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No I prefer mechanical hands lol
Just teasing Stan!

Stan I personally think the title could have been so much stronger! Maybe mechanical hands?

great workshop sir really enjoyed it! Thank you!!!!

Thank you...Teddy

"THOSE WINTER SUNDAYS".....do ya'll think his title matches the strength of the poem?

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tripple post

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Hi, Scribbler,
Yes, I actually like Robert Hayden's title a lot. It implies there were many winter Sundays, which kind of implies that the Sundays were much like every other day of the week. I see this father as devoted, maybe not affectionate, but devoted. Great topic!
Thank you!
L

This displays how 2 people can interpret a title in different ways. Being a simple man I thought that since the author titled it as happening on Sunday that the father only did these things on Sunday.

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tripple post

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the tripple post?

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I don't feel the title brings the poem its strength because, I didn't recognise that this was to be a reference only to Sunday as the first line reads Sunday, too. I presumed it was the way things are every day. I would have looked more into the emotional with in this work to bring the dissapointment. Sunday's for me are one of my favourite days to be with my family all together. So if I were to read the title I would probably have thought it to be a positive poem. That's just my opinion.

Thank you...Teddy

'Sundays too' implies that the father also did the same on other days 'too'.
I don't think that RH should have used 'Sundays' in the tile.

Now that the title has been disclosed I can say that I already know this poem therefore I was aware that line 4 should actually read:-
(then with cracked hands that ached)
'from labor in the weekday weather made
banked fires blaze...'

This one word makes all the difference to how the father is perceived.

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Me and typos............I had to type this poem by hand (well, finger) from a book. And it can be pretty certain that almost any poet who has been published will be known by at least one poet in a group of poets.

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are all anybody has when it comes to titles lol. I actually think this poem IS a positive one. As the title implies it is about Sundays but it's also about a grown man coming to peace with his memories of his father

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