Tuesday, March 24, 2009
My Papa's Waltz by:Theodore Roethke
This poem was very interesting because it can be interpreted in different ways. I first interepreted as the father abusing the child. I thought this because the father is drunk and their hitting the pans and the boys ear scraped against his fathers buckle. But when I look more indepth I figured that maybe they are just dancing and haveing fun. Horseplay, the father drinking but not drunk. The little boy having so much fun he does not want to fall off. Mother mad but not so mad that she cant get a frown on her face Roethke’s dad’s hands would have been bruised and battered because he worked in a green house so he did hard labor. It is time to go to bed but doesn’t want to.
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