Analysis Of Those Winter Sundays

Reading Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden, I cannot help but feel the poet now grown and becoming a parent himself, is reflecting. The poem does not talk of the authors present, but I can imagine that some life event has caused this revisiting of the past. The tone leaves one with a sense of regret, a longing to return to childhood, to revisit the unappreciated moments. The author seems to speak almost in a narrative, as if almost confessing to anyone who will listen. Thinking back to the days of his childhood, the writer brings us into the family cabin where he had been raised. I get the sense this event happened long ago and perhaps in a less fortunate time, a time when hardships were commonplace. For me the imagery was